[ Well. Can't really blame the man, can she. If she had the energy to bother, maybe she'd feel like yelling too. But as it stands, the most she feels like mustering is a wry little sidelong look in Heisenberg's direction. Guess it takes more than a bit of interdimensional kidnapping and surprise nuptials to get the old gal worked up. ]
Should I be offended that you sound this surprised? [ Dryly: ] Guess I must not be your fucking type.
[ Which, all jokes aside, wouldn't be unfair. She is, after all, quite famously and consistently a supreme fuck-up. Not to mention older than goddamn dirt. ]
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Should I be offended that you sound this surprised? [ Dryly: ] Guess I must not be your fucking type.
[ Which, all jokes aside, wouldn't be unfair. She is, after all, quite famously and consistently a supreme fuck-up. Not to mention older than goddamn dirt. ]