[ One set out of the iron and onto a plate- the first of many. Which he hands off to her without missing a beat, already pouring another set into the sizzling mold. Guests eat first. Also, waffles are the way to a woman's heart, right? right. THey totally are.
God Epsilon is probably laughing at him. ]
Like a fine wine. Better with age.
[ That's a line, right? Please say that's a line. That it works. He grins, crooked and easy, reaching up to ruffle his own hair. ]
Hobo chic. Can't really get my hair cut, people too close to the implant makes me twitchy.
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[ One set out of the iron and onto a plate- the first of many. Which he hands off to her without missing a beat, already pouring another set into the sizzling mold. Guests eat first. Also, waffles are the way to a woman's heart, right? right. THey totally are.
God Epsilon is probably laughing at him. ]
Like a fine wine. Better with age.
[ That's a line, right? Please say that's a line. That it works. He grins, crooked and easy, reaching up to ruffle his own hair. ]
Hobo chic. Can't really get my hair cut, people too close to the implant makes me twitchy.