[he was about to say something, maybe start arguing, but he freezes mid-syllable the moment an abrupt giggle skitters out of his guest.
he looks down at the man's fingers, and then back up at the rest of him... and then it's Tonic who has to cover his mouth so as not to laugh right in his friend's face.]
I think you're... [he has to lean back, trying to keep his volume under control...] Babe, I think it's working.
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he looks down at the man's fingers, and then back up at the rest of him... and then it's Tonic who has to cover his mouth so as not to laugh right in his friend's face.]
I think you're... [he has to lean back, trying to keep his volume under control...] Babe, I think it's working.