[ James' flop immediate drains some of the tension out of the room, and Cisco lets himself relax a little again. He takes a long sip of his beer to cut the remainder of his tense nerves, as well. ]
It sucks! You don't get it! When someone who cares about everyone doesn't seem like he likes you much more than anybody else, it's— gaaaahhhhh why am I talking to you about this!
Who said anything about lonely? Also he's not "Mystery Guy", his name's— Okay, admittedly, his name isn't much better than "Mystery Guy", without context. His name's M.
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Yeah, what an asshole.
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[ CRANKY KICKYFEET ]
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REALLY HARD
It's still plastic and weighs like an ounce. ]
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[ James takes a thoughtful sip of Cisco's stolen slurpee. Aww, it's mostly slurp now. ]
Is he a mid-size SUV? Or a stripper?
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I'm sorry, that was politically incorrect. A lady of the night.
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