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[jurisimpudent]

I'll not waste my breath pointing out the utter idiocy of your plans to join this game; such words are, to my way of thinking, trite by virtue of their inevitability. Yes, you - like nearly everyone else - have comparatively limited time. And, of course, you wish to play the martyr over this, agonize and complain, so that others will know just how busy and important you are. I'm not going to enable such self-indulgent behavior.

Rather, I'll merely tell you this: if you think you're so utterly and terribly busy, if you think that you've so little time, then don't waste it further with whining. Instead, make it count. I've no use for someone who will dither rather than be a productive member of society.

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[jurisimpudent]

It's called a suit. Perhaps once you've seen one from a distance. I'd suggest you might have read about one in a book, but...Well.

[allucinator]

No-oo, believe me, that ain't a suit. I don't know what that is. I'd say a girl's outfit, but girls are usually a lot less frilly.

Were it for a dog, maybe?

[jurisimpudent]

Clothing for a dog could not fit on a person. Nor would it be so fine as this. But I hardly expect comprehension of fashion from someone wearing...that.

[allucinator]

It's called a shirt, buddy, though I don't expect you to know the word. Is that a bib?

[jurisimpudent]

It's called a cravat. C-r-a-v-a-t. Would you like to say it with me?

[allucinator]

Do I have to look like a little shit when I do, or is that optional?

[jurisimpudent]

For you? I believe it's inevitable. And mind your language, young man.

[allucinator]

Young man? Sorry, what are you, fourteen?

[jurisimpudent]

I'm no such thing. I'm quite certain I'm your senior.

[allucinator]

Yeah, I could see where you got that idea-- grey hair and all. Still, no, sorry.

[jurisimpudent]

And what is your age, then?

[allucinator]

Twenty.

[jurisimpudent]

[jurisimpudent]

That is a transparent lie! You're sixteen at the oldest!

[allucinator]

I am not. Just cuz you wear a fancy suit don't mean you get to tell people their age, buddy.

[jurisimpudent]

I'm not "telling you your age" because of my suit. I am "telling you your age" because the fact of it is obvious!

[allucinator]

Obviously not, or else you'da agreed with me.

[jurisimpudent]

And what is the year of your birth.

[allucinator]

[Without missing a beat:]

1877.

[jurisimpudent]

[A pause - and then a snort of contempt.]

And the year, suddenly, is 1897. Would I'd known that I traveled in time.

[allucinator]

Don't be stupid.

[jurisimpudent]

No? Then you're actually two hundred twenty two?

[allucinator]

No, I-- look, forget it. If you don't know I won't bother tellin' you.

[jurisimpudent]

If I don't know what.

[allucinator]

Didn't I just say forget it?