...Oh, uh... Yeah, 'f you don't mind, ma'am. Frickin' shelves are too high on these things, not even Grandma can reach all that crap...
(Small pout.)
...Heh!
(Just seems immensely pleased at this find.)
Well, forgive me for being... short with you just now, Mister Baggins. Eheheheheh! That was certainly small-minded of me, eheheh... I'm Günther Glazkov.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Thanks, seriously.
(Takes it and sighs, exasperated, walking it in there to Bryce.)
Here you go.
...Hm. I didn't think we were being quite that loud, but sure. Was it the bloodcurdling shrieks earlier. I assure you, that was just a misunderstanding.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Oh, certainly, thank you very much!
-Comes inside, pulling out his pipe and beginning to light it-
Well, yes, actually. I do hope this misunderstanding got resolved, but the fact of the matter is that I dropped my finest teacup and it shattered all over the floor- it is a real tragedy, let me tell you- so I would prefer that this doesn't happen again, you see?
-smiles, profoundly satisfied with herself-
-rises- Now, if you fine gentlemen don't mind, I've got myself a hot date with a gramophone record.
-there she goes, upstairs-
-ragtime music can, faintly, be heard from her room a few minutes later-
-my battery is die-
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-leans in close, smirking-
Don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answer to.
-grins at Wade- Haha! I really do like you. You've got gumption, mister.
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