awake after a long sleep

[riskybusiness]

No. Absolutely not. Not only do you bring me here, you bring me here alone. What the hell is wrong with you?

And why now? It's been enough years that I could have been content, and you wouldn't have to explain that night all over again. (It was bad enough the first dozen times.) But instead you dragged me into this place. Out in the open. You're really just asking for it.

....

Fine. Have it your way. But, remember, I don't play nice. And you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

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[notrequiredtomakesense]

[That smile? Positively feline]

A fatal flaw, or so I'm told by my mistress.

[He's too old to say "girlfriend"]

[riskybusiness]

"Mistress" huh? Yeah, okay. Do people nowadays even still say that? Seems a little Old World to me.

[notrequiredtomakesense]

I still say it, so yes, people still say that today.

[riskybusiness]

I said "people" not "you."

[notrequiredtomakesense]

I know several other people who also use the term.

[They're all just his age or older]

[riskybusiness]

Yeah, well I know several people who still sleep in the dirt of the Old Country, and that doesn't make it any less weird.

[notrequiredtomakesense]

By Old Country, you mean Europe?

[riskybusiness]

Yeah, Europe. I don't see how those old fogies think that European dirt makes them any less dusty than American dirt, but whatever keeps ya' from going crazy.

[notrequiredtomakesense]

Why would dirt matter?