[voice]

[nocatchphrase]

[have a Lyle who once again sounds vaguely stuffy]

Due to unfortunate circumstances, or karma says Anew, I seem to find myself down with a cold. So if anyone could be kind enough to point me in the direction of the nearest pharmacy. Thankfully, I already have a doctor in my house, so just the drugs will do.

[coughs]Also if anyone could point me

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[whatwouldvedado]

I will bring you medication and soup.

[nocatchphrase]

Arsenic and rat poison doesn't quite cure you. Well, not in the proper way though it would end my suffering.

[whatwouldvedado]

I do not find your comments humorous at all, Lyle Dylandy, especially when I am offering my assistance.

[nocatchphrase]

Then I'm left with asking "...why?"

[notaskittlerly]

[oh lord, he's delirious] I can't wear an outfit like that while I'm looking after you...

[nocatchphrase]

Don't be ridiculous, of course you can.

[notaskittlerly]

Alright then, I guess that I meant that I wouldn't wear something like that.

[nocatchphrase]

...You wouldn't?

[neraiutsuze]

How'd you get sick again?

[nocatchphrase]

Again?

[neraiutsuze]

Patchy got you sick not too long ago. What happened...?

[nocatchphrase]

It's not really the same thing.