i'm hard-boiled

[king_of_mods]

naboo says he'd know if howard was pushin up daisies somewhere and i reckon he's right, but i'm not really sure he's looked into it lately. he's got a lot on these days, getting claire up to date on his dvd collection and taking care of bollo's runny-eye problem

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[naboo_thats_who]

Did you fall on your face again? Mistake the oven cleaner for sherbert? You're dribbling into your Feedleash, more than usual.

Howard's not dead, none of you are. I can give you shaman specifics but you'll start yawning and thinking about kittens, so I don't really see the use.

What was the question again? Where I last saw Howard?

Confidential, bubblegumshoe.

Next question.

[king_of_mods]

what are you on about? aw, i'm bored naboo. i aint got no one to write songs with or eat soup with anymore. and do you know how hard it is to sing a duet about dueling banjos by yourself? pretty much impossible. i think i tied my vocalcords into a slip knot.

what are you being so secretive for? if he was asking you for another refill on that ointment again i already know all about that.

[naboo_thats_who]

I know you miss him, you berk, but he'll come back. You know Howard, you can't coax him into anything. You have to leave him alone to make his own hideous mistakes, and once he's made 'em, he'll come crawling back and deny any of whatever actually happened.

I don't go shouting your business around the place, Vince, so I don't know why you'd think I'd shout Howard's. Shamanic code of silence.

[king_of_mods]

haha, yeah! the crawling and denial.. that parts always pretty good.

usually doesn't take him this long, though. admit that much, naboo. admit it. he might bray like a stone mule but he's taff when it comes to holding his ground. cos he's got so much to give, remember?

you don't gotta shout, you could whisper it in my ear, real soft and gentle, like clover hooves. or write it on a piece of paper, then tear it into little pieces and flush 'em. except i hope you'll just whisper.

[naboo_thats_who]

I admit it's a little longer, but he's probably just got lost. Like that time he got lost in the Jungle Room, it's only about ten feet square. He's got the sense of direction of a an alarmed ferret, and he looks like one for good measure.

Get off me, you berk. Some things are best kept secret. If you're such a great detective, you should know already.

The clues are all there.

[unique_think]

ha, Shaman specifics, are you still pulling the trick for the normals where you pinpoint a location on a game of tic-tac-toe, old son?

[naboo_thats_who]

I was thinking more of specifics on whether he's breathing or not. But don't be giving away all my secrets, Tone. You'll make me look like a right charlie.