Heyyy, what's happenin'? You've reached the voicemail of one very fine-lookin' man. Wanna chat? Fanboy all over my mad skillz? Declare your undying love for me? You know what to do. [BEEEEP]
Oh really now? Shoulda made a recording of that last conversation just now. You were practically actin' like a teenage girl askin' her crush to the Sadie Hawkins dance. It was kinda cute, actually.
[Damn straight his cooking is really good. If nothing else keeps Jesse coming back, it'd definitely be the sick magic Wade can perform in the kitchen.
With all the practiced flourish of a stage performer, Wade takes a pot out of one of the cupboards and tosses it on the stove, reaching down once again to pull out a few cans. He wishes he could make something a little fresher for once, but experience has taught him to just make do with what's given to him. At least he's getting regular meals from Hatchy this time.]
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[ He nudges Wade's hand away, affectionately, a beat much too late. ]
Who says I'm that dependent on your praise? Jesus. [ laugh ] What a conclusion to leap to, just 'cause I gave you a box.
[ But despite all that big talk he is already trailing to the kitchen, hungry for Wade's cooking... it's really good, okay. ]
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[Damn straight his cooking is really good. If nothing else keeps Jesse coming back, it'd definitely be the sick magic Wade can perform in the kitchen.
With all the practiced flourish of a stage performer, Wade takes a pot out of one of the cupboards and tosses it on the stove, reaching down once again to pull out a few cans. He wishes he could make something a little fresher for once, but experience has taught him to just make do with what's given to him. At least he's getting regular meals from Hatchy this time.]
Chicken chili sounds good, right?