[ juno keeps his nose in his glass for some of it. you've got to have some kind of persistence to talk this much nonsense about something that isn't even real. because there's definitely no way you can get a solid truth from pieces of glorified paper. still, juno has to admit to himself that he's sitting here anyways, like a fool. ]

Yeah, I sure am disappointed. No tall, dark, and handsome to come and murder me in my sleep and end it all. Damn.

[ he sets down his glass and tilts his head just a little bit at the magician, something about him drawing almost. ]

I'm used to it. If you'd come out with something too upbeat, I'd definitely call bullshit.

[ he's still calling bullshit. as you do. ]