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[handsomejack]

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[warped_inside]

Oh, that was sweet of Blue! I know Ellington will be happy to have his, um, shell back again.

We have a guest? He knows not to eat anything from the fridge in the workroom, right?

[handsomejack]

Err, he knows not to harm Ellington.

I might have forgotten to update him about the fridge. Let him know?

[warped_inside]

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He'd better not harm Ellington. I have a soldering iron and I'm not afraid to use it.

I'll put a sign up on the fridge. If it were a woman I wouldn't worry about it, but you lads can't be trusted not to eat or drink something just because it's a funny color and smells odd.

[handsomejack]

Yet if we question a new eggplant recipe we get set on the couch for a week of 'punishment'.

[warped_inside]

Eggplant is tasty, and it's also a perfectly edible foodstuff. That viscous greenish gunk in the petri dish, that smells of old socks? Is not.

[handsomejack]

I told you last time, Tosh. It was a bet with Owen.

[warped_inside]

Why do you two insist on making disgusting bets with each other that you're neither one going to actually win? I mean, unless you count vomiting for an hour to be some kind of prize.

[handsomejack]

It's just a thing, thing.

[warped_inside]

Uh huh. Male bonding, right?

At least we girls just go out and buy shoes.

[handsomejack]

I tried to talk Owen into that. He refused to wear anything higher than a quarter inch heel.

[warped_inside]

Owen hasn't got the calves for high heels. Although maybe just a nice pair of low kitten heels...

Oh God, I can't believe I said that.