A good chat?? It was legit one of the best days EVER. We went to Robinson Park... I got us burgers at the Mad Cow Haus- and he says he's happy and loves me, and his only complaint is that he gets chilly in the winter, so I got him a bunch of sweaters and a raincoat and teeny little galoshes for the snow.
For real John- I owe you big time for that one. Anytime you need me, for anything at all, say the word and I'm there.
But that's silly- if I DO need it and it DON'T work, what am I gonna do, come back and complain? I'll be eaten. No- I'm giving you a couple hundred as a down payment, at least, and I won't hear anything different. Eye of newt and toe of frog don't grow on trees.
Besides, it's probably fine. Mike's- well he's not nice, but he's fun. And he's real curious about the world. I don't think he's spent much time out here.
I have never wanted to see a montage of that more in my life
alright alright, you try to do a favour and this is what it gets you.
[Not that he minds, money is money and at least this time he's not having to run a con for it. He's starting to like Harley though, and he doesn't want to have her getting eaten on his conscience.]
might be alright while you're offering him new experiences and fun things to do, but it might not last in the long run. at least we can see about something that will hopefully be there if it comes to it. at the very least enough of a deterrent to get you out of a bad situation.
You know she sat him up in the booth and let him eat off a plate. Horrified the diner staff.
Just give me enough time to cut off his head. That kills most things, I've found. Not that I want to hurt him, but you know, when you're friends with an extra-dimensional monster with knife hands who says you taste good, you tend to give it some thought.
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[Not that he's happy that she's happy about it. It's just... good to know something he hasn't made in a while still works, that's all.]
only pay me if you end up needing it and it works, sweetheart. no point paying for something that fails the moment things go south.
least no point you paying for it, others I'd get to but despite my better judgement, I don't want to see you get eaten by some eldritch horror.
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For real John- I owe you big time for that one. Anytime you need me, for anything at all, say the word and I'm there.
But that's silly- if I DO need it and it DON'T work, what am I gonna do, come back and complain? I'll be eaten. No- I'm giving you a couple hundred as a down payment, at least, and I won't hear anything different. Eye of newt and toe of frog don't grow on trees.
Besides, it's probably fine. Mike's- well he's not nice, but he's fun. And he's real curious about the world. I don't think he's spent much time out here.
I have never wanted to see a montage of that more in my life
[Not that he minds, money is money and at least this time he's not having to run a con for it. He's starting to like Harley though, and he doesn't want to have her getting eaten on his conscience.]
might be alright while you're offering him new experiences and fun things to do, but it might not last in the long run. at least we can see about something that will hopefully be there if it comes to it. at the very least enough of a deterrent to get you out of a bad situation.
You know she sat him up in the booth and let him eat off a plate. Horrified the diner staff.
Just give me enough time to cut off his head. That kills most things, I've found. Not that I want to hurt him, but you know, when you're friends with an extra-dimensional monster with knife hands who says you taste good, you tend to give it some thought.
amazing