“Well, I don’t believe we’ve met. Hey.”
“Oh, we definitely haven’t met. I’d remember a face like that on a body like yours. Nice to meet you, Anna. I’m Nathan”
And I’m bored. Luke, seriously, are we still havin’ this argument?
Eh, you still suck.
Ha, let’s revisit this debate, shall we?? I get laid way more than you do, little brother. And you spend most of your days sitting around with sad eyes
Orchid’s a drunk. A lousy drunk. And I’m pretty freakin’ sure, that she thinks that you’re that guy off Sesame Street. Snuffalupawho.
Name three. Who aren’t children. And you don’t pay.
Because, no one else wanted the position?