[He tilts his head visibly although he doesn't quite lift his gaze. She doesn't have to invite herself along twice.] I'll take you then.
[It's a complicated world out there these days. Used to be the only aliens they really needed to worry about were the likes of the Red Skull. Most of their problems could be solved by a .45. And the problems that couldn't be solved by a .45 could be solved by taking the best bottle of whiskey down from the top shelf, walking on over and talking things through.
These days. Who even knows what the fuck is going on anymore?]
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[It's a complicated world out there these days. Used to be the only aliens they really needed to worry about were the likes of the Red Skull. Most of their problems could be solved by a .45. And the problems that couldn't be solved by a .45 could be solved by taking the best bottle of whiskey down from the top shelf, walking on over and talking things through.
These days. Who even knows what the fuck is going on anymore?]
Yeah. It was a shitshow. But it wasn't on anyone.