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[doggonemad]

'Cause he's a lil' shit.

[throughbamboo]

Heh, yeah, ya said that.

[doggonemad]

Right? Keep up.

[throughbamboo]

'M keepin' up, wow.

[doggonemad]

Sure, sure.

[ another sip. ]

Anyway, who fuckin' knows. He's a meddler.

[throughbamboo]

I did get that impression from him.

Guess I was just wonderin' if he did it for another reason.

[doggonemad]

Like what?

[throughbamboo]

. . . does he know we've been hangin' out? 'Sides earlier.

[doggonemad]

I mean, I told him I was off drinkin' with ya.

[throughbamboo]

Hrm.

[takes a sip]

[doggonemad]

Just say what yer thinkin'.

[throughbamboo]

'M just wonderin' what kinda meddlin' it was, s'all.

[doggonemad]

Prob'ly wants me to fuck ya.

[throughbamboo]

Wow, he don't want me to take ya to dinner or somethin' first?

[doggonemad]

Heh! Why, wouldja?

[throughbamboo]

Well, yeah.

[doggonemad]

. . .

Well then maybe ya should.

[throughbamboo]

. . .

'Kay. Have dinner with me tomorrow.

[doggonemad]

Okay. Sure.

[throughbamboo]

[his lips twitch]

Good. Was gonna ask ya later anyway.

[doggonemad]

Were ya really? Or are ya just sayin' that?

[throughbamboo]

[dips his head a bit]

I really was gonna ask.

[doggonemad]

. . . oh.

[throughbamboo]

. . . [he huffs out a little laugh]

What, are ya surprised?

[doggonemad]

Lil' bit.