The Bluth Yacht, Thursday evening

[bluth_illusions]

After calling into the pirate's radio show earlier, GOB wanted to see how his cunning scheme was working out. He picked up his phone and dialed.

[OOC: For lesssexthanmiho.]

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[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky had caller ID, and she had heard the radio.

"What?"

[bluth_illusions]

"You're not a gay man," GOB scoffed.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"No, but you aren't intimidating to anyone, sugar."

[bluth_illusions]

"Remember back when I fought the Mountie? He wanted no piece of me, in a fighting or gay way," GOB said.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"That was hilarious," Becky said fondly.

[bluth_illusions]

"Hilarious how close I came to kicking a trained Canadian's ass," GOB said, remembering things slightly differently than how things actually happened.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"If that's what you want to think," Becky replied.

[bluth_illusions]

"It was a pretty good fight," GOB said, implying that it was.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"It was."

It was a really funny fight, actually.

[bluth_illusions]

"Speaking of good things, do you want to come over tonight?" GOB asked. He had gotten her into a good mood finally, it would be foolish not to try to use it.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"No, you pissed me off earlier."

Becky was very concise.

[bluth_illusions]

"How about tomorrow after work?" GOB asked. It was worth a shot.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"We'll see if you piss me off tomorrow, won't we?" she said. "So maybe."

[bluth_illusions]

"What if I did something special at work tomorrow? Something to make this all up for you?" GOB asked.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"Like what?"

[bluth_illusions]

"Sing a song of your choice, name a drink after you, write the Sin's number in the men's restroom under 'For a good time call'," GOB said. "I'm open to suggestion."