[Dirk's eyes roll ceilingward and his shoulders slump as he releases an enthusiastic sound of disgust -- ughhhhhh.]
Says who?
[Dirk is reasonably sure he has some merrymaking left in him. An additional song or three at least. He's prepared to argue the point -- or at least to try to twist this development in his favour.]
I don't think I want to go to bed. Or are you going to follow through? Tuck me in, tell me a story? One of your cases, maybe?
[Eyebrows raised, eyes wide -- both earnest and eager, if a bit wobbly.]
no subject
Says who?
[Dirk is reasonably sure he has some merrymaking left in him. An additional song or three at least. He's prepared to argue the point -- or at least to try to twist this development in his favour.]
I don't think I want to go to bed. Or are you going to follow through? Tuck me in, tell me a story? One of your cases, maybe?
[Eyebrows raised, eyes wide -- both earnest and eager, if a bit wobbly.]