[Oh snap.] Oh. Hey, Zee. [Hopefully some helpful distraction like a distractionary pokemon will suddenly and inexplicably butt in, thus derailing this conversation from the awkward direction it could take.]
Hey, Zach. [Wow, she's not like, getting more and more suspicious by the moment, is she now? No, that's just... love for her sweet cousin in her eyes... clearly.] What's up? And how much money do you need to borrow to fix it?
[...clearly! It's nice to see that all parties involved are on the same page (modnar noitcartsid raeppa modnar noitcartsid raeppa ...come on!)] What, no, it's not that sort of problem, cuz! I've got it under control. [Uh huh.] Though I could use a new car...
[You're right that's not how it works, because if it worked like it's supposed to there'd be a random distraction right now! Where's Superman with a Justice League emergency when you need one?]
Uh, somebody got an idea and wanted to do something...horror themed. With the Teen Titans. [And there's a frown at the last: yes, the Teen Titans upset him more than the entire running and screaming and Thriller thing.]
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I'll ask you again: what exactly did you do, Zach? And should I be teleporting to a remote area of Nepal to cover my ass?
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Uh, somebody got an idea and wanted to do something...horror themed. With the Teen Titans. [And there's a frown at the last: yes, the Teen Titans upset him more than the entire running and screaming and Thriller thing.]
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So you need a new car to, what? Drive away really fast from zombies? No can do, kiddo. You take the station wagon or you rethink your bad choices.
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[ Seriously dude. Zombies?]