[ Damn right she has to get it herself! How else will Panty get first dibs on all the good stuff and leave the cheap, crappy options for him? If she has to choke down some gross, watery, 'happy hour in the boonies' level of beer, she might actually be sick. For now, she pops an aspirin and washes it down with a gulp of black coffee from one of the mugs on the table. ]
Slow down, Romeo. Chrissake.
[ SKEPTICAL LOOK. Beowulf sure has the ego and body of the wrestling god he seems to think he is, but Panty's seen her fair share of wannabe rockstars. ]
You sure you have the cash to back up a promise like that?
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For now, she pops an aspirin and washes it down with a gulp of black coffee from one of the mugs on the table. ]
Slow down, Romeo. Chrissake.
[ SKEPTICAL LOOK. Beowulf sure has the ego and body of the wrestling god he seems to think he is, but Panty's seen her fair share of wannabe rockstars. ]
You sure you have the cash to back up a promise like that?