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[afineknight]

[ for ic contact! come over to daff to shake him down or send him an astral projection cube or. whatever. ]

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[leonheartedly]

Of course.

I'm still using sciencing, though.

[yeah he's stoned]

[afineknight]

Men who never want to have sex again say "sciencing."

[leonheartedly]

. . . but you just said it.

[afineknight]

Guess we're never having sex again!

[leonheartedly]

That's a lie.

[afineknight]

You better hope for both of our sakes that it is.

[leonheartedly]

Of course it's a lie.

Unless you're gonna let a word stop you. Then it'd be stupid, but it wouldn't be a lie.

[afineknight]

We'll have to wait and see, won't we?

[leonheartedly]

[he opens his mouth, but pauses, eyebrows furrowing]

. . . why do we have to wait?

[afineknight]

Because you are absolutely on something right now, my friend.

[leonheartedly]

[he looks down at the bed.

Then back up at Crois like ?????]

[afineknight]

You have proven my point.

[leonheartedly]

But I didn't say anything?

[afineknight]

You did not need to.

[leonheartedly]

Then how am I proving anything . . . come here.

[he makes to grab Crois' jacket, but he definitely misses on the first two attempts]

[afineknight]

[ He gently rebuffs him, shaking his head. ]

No, no. Not right now.

[leonheartedly]

Not right now?

[afineknight]

Maybe later. If I am a liar, of course.

[leonheartedly]

Oh - I wasn't going to prove that right now.

[solemnly] The frog is watching.

[afineknight]

Oh? And that matters to you?

[leonheartedly]

Do you want it watching when we have sex?

[afineknight]

It's not as bad as the sheep.

[ at that, one of the receptionist sheep moseys on in. baaaa.

it's a clover sheep, at least. ]

[leonheartedly]

. . . this one isn't annoying like the other ones.

[afineknight]

True. It is not.

[leonheartedly]

It's helpful-ish. And not loud.

[. . . to the sheep] Don't be like the yellow ones.