Befuddlement? [Richie pulls back, affronted in the highest degree.] My dear lady, I know not what you mean. When it comes to fun I've nearly tried it all!
[He flops backwards into the stolen pillows and wonders idly if they'd take the crystal as recompense. It would be such a drag to have to bust out of a vault on the tail end of a foreign high, and whose to say if Sandra would be in a fit enough state to play telepathic stop light for him? They might never make it out of Khalo.]
I can just see you blowing smoke rings in some shady tavern, though. You've got the air of a scallywag to you, I bet you were a regular at the betting table and the bar stool.
ヽ/❀o ل͜ o\ﾉ
[He flops backwards into the stolen pillows and wonders idly if they'd take the crystal as recompense. It would be such a drag to have to bust out of a vault on the tail end of a foreign high, and whose to say if Sandra would be in a fit enough state to play telepathic stop light for him? They might never make it out of Khalo.]
I can just see you blowing smoke rings in some shady tavern, though. You've got the air of a scallywag to you, I bet you were a regular at the betting table and the bar stool.