Why yes. I do have something much like water. You could even say it’s practically water. I call it the liquid that comes from the sink. Why?
-Earl gives Andrea a smile- Well it’s certainly nice to be welcomed back. The trip was lovely, though a bit tiring. Tell me, how have you been?
Your boyfriend is spreading rumours about you having a cowboy kink.
Welcome to Keflavík International Airport, aka the Ikea Box Airport.
Feel free to spread rumors about him loving men in dresses.
It’s a lovely place. -Holds out a hand for a shake- Earl. What do you wish to be called?
They’re hormonal bundles of self-righteous arseholes. Does that help, love?
yourjerseylilly SAID: [SHYLY, AS SHE SEES HE SEEMS STRESSED] GOOD EVENING- [SMALL WAVE]
-Waves back, the cigarette doing it’s job- Good evening to you as well. How have things been? Hit anyone with that yacht of yours?
anaxisamansbestfriend SAID: MOMMY! LOVE ME, MOMMY! I GOT YOU A CARD!
Please let the “card” be a code word for booze.
If a drug dealer gave you another wad of money… give it back or leave it behind. No good can come of it.
People that are dress strangely, dirty, and seem to be talking to themselves in a frantic and crazy manner doesn’t mean they’re talking to god.
Don’t walk in the streets, car will hit you.
Does that cover it?
unclesamgotanamechange SAID: TALKING ABOUT CREEPY SEX STUFF. //HUFFS-.// … AND I MIGHTA GOT INTO A FIGHT WITH RUSSIA? (( HI THERE! OVO ))
I’m sorry things got a bit awkward for you. -Pity pats- Wait… fight with Russia? What happened?
thatsexyassbritishpunk SAID: *STANDS BEHIND HIM AND DROPS HEAD ON HIS SHOULDER* *GRUMBLES*
-Reaches over and gives the other head scratches- Before you get angry at me for not telling you… someone stabbed me in the shoulder, it’s healing, and everything is fine. -Says all of this really quickly, as though to get it over with- Now what’s with that grumble?
-Earl is causally eating chocolate sent from a friend until suddenly Arthur happened- AHH! Oh… And a happy… Halloween to you too. -Earl might have jumped but that was all in the past. He goes to Arthur to help him not fall on his face, trying not to laugh though not holding back a smile- What brings you here?
the-patriotic-hero SAID: … WHAT? YOU REALLY THOUGHT I WAS PLOTTING TO KILL YOU OR SOMETHING? I CAN’T WRITE A LETTER TO AN OLD FRIEND OF MINE WITHOUT YOU SUDDENLY ASSUMING YOU’RE BEING HUNTED DOWN?
-Pauses before breaking into a huge grin- Well honestly you never know. It’s not like that’s never happened before. -Folds his arms and tilts his head- Well?
americanresolve SAID: /HE’S JUST GOING TO SIT HERE AND GRIN, YES./
-Looks like someone else enjoys the death throes of pink-
What’s with that smile?
Hello, it’s nice to meet you! What’s your name?
Well that’s kind of you. You’ve hardly met me and yet you call it nice. Well, I suppose a name exchange is in order. Hello there, you can call me Earl. Now may I ask for yours?
-Drinking acai matetini mate tea in a nice new bright scaff-
-Bitches please, he’s living on the edge now-
Are you making a fashion statement, bro?
Girl please, this is less a fashion statement and more an expression of those feelings between bold and impudent flavored with a bit of fuck you I do what I want.
Now that’s just cute.
Aren’t I adorable?
I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about my godchild. -Kneels down and smiles- Hello little one. -Glances up at Toni- And I guess hello to you as well.