"... No?"
WILL YOU DONE FAVOR FOR ME
-Haman comes back downstairs, dressed in fancy clothes, and strolls towards a chair-
...This place doesn't seem too bad.
-She sits down and relaxes-
THERE IS IN RED, WEIRD LEGS, THREE FINGS. HE HAVE GUN, I NEED BACK.
GET FORME. I GAVE WHILE PAINT OFFICE SO NO PAINT ON UNG.
"... I don't understand."
GET FUN FROM THREE FINGED RED MAN!
"Who is that?!"
HE IN BUILDERING! HE TALK! HE HAD SCREENFACE BUT NOW FLESHFACE, YOU DEAFING?
"... Oh, I get it now. -doesn't get it-"
-Julie heads downstairs-
-Looking a bit tired-
"I'll try."
"... -QUICKLY HEADS DOWNSTAIRS oh hey julie- ... -wave-"
-Tiny wave back-
...Hello.
-Haman is reading a magazine-
Hmph, such outdated fashion...
I don't think... I haven't seen you for a while.
-At least I think they've met at one point????-
-I dunno-
"... I don't either."
-You are bad at this-
-Just keep going-
...How are you?
"... Good."
dammit suzy you suck
That's... that's good.
-Almost yawns, but manages not to-
"... Somebody else with wings came, last night."
ARE YOU THE FEELING OF SIKCS.