[Staaaaare. Wtf. It can't be puppet or poppet, cuz that would be another p. The passing thought of both words pings him for something uncomfortably, but he brushes it off.]
Hm. I think I'm gonna fold this round, 'cuz I'm drawing blanks and I don't want the death of a stickman on my conscience.
I'm not quitting, I'm passing on my next turn to give someone else a chance. Besides, it might save a life. [He squints at Boss across the elevator here.]
[He looks up, struggling not to smile or laugh, as he feigns a serious expression and points to the journal.] Not now, Lea, I'm trying to write in my journal.
[He ends up laughing a bit anyway.]
That's very thoughtful of you. Sharing is caring! But also, playing games with your friends is too. So, really, you're... But spending time with your friends, you're sharing your time. Two stones with one bird.
[Okay, you get a helpless chuckle at that one...which gets upgraded to a full-on LOL with a hand on the forehead at the closing remark, and he corrects him aloud:]
Two birds with one stone, Boss. Two birds, one stone.
[And then he writes:]
Fine, fine, how about a [pause] I dunno, H? [Hoppet is a word, isn't it?]
[Show off? Wtf. Oh Boss. We just don't get you. XD]
Ah jeez. [He blows a sigh up toward his hairline, then taps his pen against the page. He really can't think of any word this could possibly be at this point.] Is it [pause] I dunno, noppet. [a laugh.] I have no idea.
That is why it's called Hangman.
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Cutting it kind of close, Lea.
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You're getting closer, my man.
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Look at this! I knew I could count on Lea!
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Hm. I think I'm gonna fold this round, 'cuz I'm drawing blanks and I don't want the death of a stickman on my conscience.
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[He ends up laughing a bit anyway.]
That's very thoughtful of you. Sharing is caring! But also, playing games with your friends is too. So, really, you're... But spending time with your friends, you're sharing your time. Two stones with one bird.
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Two birds with one stone, Boss. Two birds, one stone.
[And then he writes:]
Fine, fine, how about a [pause] I dunno, H? [Hoppet is a word, isn't it?]
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Someone beat you to the punch! But that's okay, you can do it.
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Ah jeez. [He blows a sigh up toward his hairline, then taps his pen against the page. He really can't think of any word this could possibly be at this point.] Is it [pause] I dunno, noppet. [a laugh.] I have no idea.
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Not quite, Lea.
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