no. (dark shadows - 2012)

[philander]

This is pleasant. [ he leans back in his chair, all smarm, and puts his feet up on the table because that's the life he's about. ] Come on, you know I'd never forget a pretty face like yours.

So what is this? We're playing catch-up? What do you want, Sweetie? Limbo's just about the same as it always was, no goddamn places to get these ties dry-cleaned at, but. We manage.

Now, come on. You wouldn't've popped in on me so sweetly if there wasn't something you were thinking about. You can't keep me out of commission forever. Oil me up. I'm all yours. [ that's disgusting. ]