So I know it says to boil in the bag but... Won't the plastic melt??

... can i join you?

What're you on about now?!

So, you're heading West, eh..? Just so happens I was cruising that direction too.

[A lie, but he wasn't on his way anywhere in particular anywho. This just seemed like a fun enough thread to tug.]

Safety in numbers, eh? Let's hoof it.

Bingo!

[He reaffirms the rhetorical question anyway, chuckling as Fume took that bow.

He raises a brow as if to question if the gesture was sincere, before Fume's words back up his hunch.]

Flattery'll get you nowhere, pal.

[He rolls his eyes.]

+

I think it might be broken.

Same thing I'm doin' everywhere I go, big guy. Enjoyin' myself.

Memorials

Let 'em cook

I'm just thinkin' out loud is all. Pay me *nooo* mind.

Everybody needs their little slice, I guess. Little lonely when there's no one to share it with, though, huh?

Hopefully that'll cover it.

[Common, his only language, came to him like breathing. An informal tinge, but nothing too rare. He takes it upon himself to kick back in the seat across, his ankle perching on the opposite knee.]

Let's see it!

Well, I've never been the supersticious type, but...

[He digs around in his belt, tongue sticking out as the struggle goes on for a moment...]

Ah! [He takes a couple gold coins from his pocket, placing them down on the table.]

You're not gonna eat readin' fortunes for free, huh Fortune Teller?+

[He pulls back to full stature as she fans out her cards, impressed by the sleight of hand. He squints at the accent she had, trying to place her dialect with a twitch of his ear before shrugging it off.

Folding his arms beneath the poofy cloud on his shoulders, his smile seemed almost stuck-on.] +

Heheh! Speak for yourself, man! I'm makin' every day heaven on Earth, no matter who wants my head. Can you say the same?

Isn't that how you found me in the first place?

[Tapping his foot.]