Get that memo?

[stapler_stealer]

Bill Lumbergh once again found himself in the Milliways Bar.

"Yeah ... that's great." he said to no one in particular as he looked around, seeing an empty table in the center of the bar floor. He ordered a gin and tonic from the bar and took his seat.

{ooc: thread open for anyone at all to thread with Lumbergh}

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[bonk_bonk]

"What's great, yo?"

Dude, this guy looks like a total tool. Scout raises an eyebrow.

[Apologies in advance]

[stapler_stealer]

"Yeah, hi." said Lumbergh, looking at the probably unemployed gentleman standing before him. "Um, nothing really. ... yeah ... I was more or less being sarcastic, m'kay. You don't know what 'sarcastic' means, right?"

{ooc: yeah, I know that Lumbergh comes across as a total ass. That's because he is! Just roll with it}

[bonk_bonk]

HEY HEY HEY HE'S EMPLOYED, OKAY. HE KILLS PEOPLE. FOR MONEY, AND SHIT. HE'S GOOD AT HIS JOB. They give him energy drinks and let him wail on people with shotguns and baseball bats. In short NOT ONLY DOES HE HAVE A JOB but it's basically the BEST JOB EVER.

So there.

"HEY I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS. It means you say something that ain't true in a tone that clearly implies that to emphasize irony. SEE I CAN READ!"

[stapler_stealer]

"Whoa, settle down sparky. It was just a question. I'm glad you can read, m'kay?" Lumbergh took a sip of his drink. "Yeah ... so nothing is really great."

[fiery_ring]

Nearby, a girl of about seventeen jumps down from the rafters, landing cat-like a few feet away.

[stapler_stealer]

Lumbergh is obviously shaken when he spits out his drink all over the floor. But, regains him composure soon thereafter.

"Um ... yeah."

[fiery_ring]

"Oh, gosh, I'm sorry!" Carlotta says, looking around. "I didn't mean to startle you. Are you all right?"

[stapler_stealer]

"Uhhh ... yeah." said Lumbergh, quite angered. "About that ... yeah ... what the hell's your problem?"