2nd pickle [audio] [December 28th, afternoon]

[picklesplz]

Oi. Is it over?

[Kirin sounds wary, and tired, and possibly hung over.]

Your celebration thing. Are you done being cheery? I mean, can a guy walk out the street without being threatened with poison now? Because I love pickles, you bet I do, but I can't live on only pickles.

I'm not risking another attack on my person, though, just for a trip to a

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voice;

[calledloony]

Did you celebrate Christmas with pickles?

[PERMAVOICE] FOREVER LATE, SORRY!

[picklesplz]

I don't celebrate Christmas. It just so happened to be Christmas when I was celebrating pickles.

[ALSO PERMAVOICE] it's all good I've been slow lately anyway

[calledloony]

[without missing a beat]

Pickles are a nice thing to have a holiday for.

[picklesplz]

[Girl, he likes you. He likes you a lot.]

I agree! There's nothing more deserving of a holiday in the world than pickles.

[calledloony]

I'm more fond of dirigible plums myself, but we have room for plenty of holidays.

[picklesplz]

Hmm, Never heard of them, are they sweet?

[calledloony]

They're more sour than sweet, and very good for you.

[picklesplz]

...I want to try them, they sound amazing.

[calledloony]

Dad and I grow them, but that isn't much help to you right now.

[picklesplz]

Bummer.

[Sigh.]

I suppose I will just add it to the list of things I will try one day.

[calledloony]

If I find any here I'll be sure to tell you. They help you to accept the extraordinary, you know.

[picklesplz]

So they make the extraordinary ordinary?

[calledloony]

[Oh, she likes this one.]

Something like that.

[picklesplz]

Huh. They must be pretty popular back in your world.

[calledloony]

It really depends on whether you ask the right people.

[picklesplz]

That's true of most questions, really.