>>10020932>I'm so sorry to hear that, darling. But, you have me all to yourself tonight! Come, I just finished cooking up some roast pork.Emmy continues to stare at SHB. Something about him just... does not ring any bells.
>Was there something that happened? I just remember going out for something to eat, and laying down for a rest.An idle hand taps against her chin, still smothering Surfer Girl with her bahonkahoos. SHB's face is red, doing his best to stay under control as he speaks.
>Emmy, it's me, John. You don't remember?>I, uh... I was there, at the food truck you ordered from, with Coach Taker. You were kidnapped.At that response, a ho-ho-haughty laugh escapes the orc.
>Ohohoho! Those nice folks from the UMCG? They were just ensuring I was a good citizen, my friend. Why, they made sure I was able to come back home safe and sound, too! I made them plenty of roast pork. There's still some for you, if you're hungry.(This is the only thing keeping me sane right now. I'm dealing with goddamn schizophrenics on the phone right now.)
