in which enfys expresses skepticism.

[dieneidio]

You again, is it? 'Cos I seem to recall - stop me if I'm going too fast for you, sweetpea - but I seem to recall the last time you were sniffing around, you didn't just drop that ball so much as proper fumble it. I got my nice jacket with the elbow patches out and nobody even got knifed, how's that for useless?

Right, well. If you insist. Saddle up and all that.

Comments

[dieneidio]

Your sartorial choices leave me troubled as to your judgement, sir!

[molotovmartinis]

I would never wear you, Ms. Llewelyn.

Well. Perhaps "never" is a very limiting qualifier.

[dieneidio]

Well, I don't know if you'd be up to that.

[ ... ]

[molotovmartinis]

It's certainly not that appealing. I'm already wearing a fleshsuit, and I believe I'm somewhat broader in the shoulders than your skin could accommodate.

[dieneidio]

Right, so, what you approve of is getting nutted.