[ Pestering? Gosh, fine. He won't spend countless cunes finding the perfect wine next time. ]
That's the point. [ Do you think he humiliated himself on the network for fun?
... Don't answer that.
But despite his crabby answer, there's a subtle flush of pink on Steak's cheeks from the compliment, and he scratches the side of his nose. There's still a fair amount of surprises planned for the rest of the evening, and now that the day has come, butterflies flitter strangely in Steak's stomach at the idea.
Two things well-received. Just a few more hours to go. ]
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That's the point. [ Do you think he humiliated himself on the network for fun?
... Don't answer that.
But despite his crabby answer, there's a subtle flush of pink on Steak's cheeks from the compliment, and he scratches the side of his nose. There's still a fair amount of surprises planned for the rest of the evening, and now that the day has come, butterflies flitter strangely in Steak's stomach at the idea.
Two things well-received. Just a few more hours to go. ]
Are you ready?