Maybe, wouldn’t you like to know?
Now where have you been?
Howling at the moon, running through the forrest naked. How about you?
Chocolate chip, duh.
You can do better than that, come on.
Great. Finally there’s this sassy teenager that feels the need to annoy me.
I aim to please.
I’m nicer than that… But if you offer yourself, sure. You’re hired. I pay in cookies.
What kind of cookies?
I’m not in the right mood to talk.
The only one talking in here is you.
Being secluded in there felt like I was drowning in a safe for 3 months.
At least you’ve still got your health even in your old ass grandpa age. I’m surprised you haven’t hit the long term memory loss phase of being old.