[Now what is a straight-laced BSAA soldier like Piers doing with a superpowered juvenile delinquent like David on a Monday night? It is a mystery.
David's used to being out late, or so he's claimed, but you'd never know from the way he's acting now. Yawning, blinking blearily, and acting more obnoxious than usual (which is saying something), he's acting like nothing so much as the prototypical crabby pre-teen. It might be hard to believe right about now that he's wanted by a guerilla strike force and the entirety of an alien empire.]
I thought they had lobster here. Don't they have lobster here?
[No, David, they don't have lobster at Denny's.]
This is weak. They don't even have crawfish. Crawdeads. Whatever.
might be rusty b/c I haven't played this brat in ages but I had to tag for old time's sake
David's used to being out late, or so he's claimed, but you'd never know from the way he's acting now. Yawning, blinking blearily, and acting more obnoxious than usual (which is saying something), he's acting like nothing so much as the prototypical crabby pre-teen. It might be hard to believe right about now that he's wanted by a guerilla strike force and the entirety of an alien empire.]
I thought they had lobster here. Don't they have lobster here?
[No, David, they don't have lobster at Denny's.]
This is weak. They don't even have crawfish. Crawdeads. Whatever.