[robbie's long suffering sighs come to a halt when it vasquez manages to figure out what appears to be a loophole to their dilemma. writing is apparently exempt from being affected by this horrible day.
he's so happy he could lay one on the other man. he scribbles furiously in reply, sloppy compact letters joining vasquez' own on the page.]
I don't know, dude. But you're a genius. All I wanted was a bagel earlier and it was like I was suddenly a musician.
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he's so happy he could lay one on the other man. he scribbles furiously in reply, sloppy compact letters joining vasquez' own on the page.]
I don't know, dude. But you're a genius.
All I wanted was a bagel earlier and it was like I was suddenly a musician.
I can't even sing normally. You?