probably going to paradisa once the season's over.........

[tonto]

No.

Don't pretend I can't see your subject line.

No. I'm not.

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[tonto]

Oh shit, really? So I can't go to this thing anyway.

[ninjamanager]

No, I mean, ah... [ahem] I believe there's at least one sub-clause about a gig in another dimension, should the technology or the opportunity arise. The royalties could get astronomical.

[tonto]

[a really long pause.]

So I'll get paid, right.

[ninjamanager]

Eventually. When you get back. [probably]

[tonto]

Well why didn't you say that in the first place! Charles.

Is there a contract I have to sign, or ...

[ninjamanager]

I think they call them applications in these situations, Nathan.

[tonto]

What -- I have to apply? What the fuck! I'm in Dethklok.

[ninjamanager]

You don't have to tell me that, Nathan. I know. But you see, ah. How do I put this.

Not every world knows who you are. Not every person knows who you are. To the majority of the people in ... well, wherever you'd end up? You'd be a -

[ugh he really does have to spit this out. flatly]

- regular jack-off.

[tonto]

[PURE ABJECT HORROR ...]

[ninjamanager]

[see, that's the look he was waiting for.

he'll just stand here.

ride it out.

like you do.]

[tonto]

[CHARLES... HELP...]

Why would anybody do that?!