[sheila catchall]

[messybench]

Comments

[messybench]

Well, you could always hit up the pirate doctor guy. Preeeeeetty sure he's the kind of doctor that does illegal kidney transplants, but whatever.

[toesies]

No... I'll pass. He seems kind of judgey?

[messybench]

Honestly, he's a bit of a freak. No idea how his actual medical skills are, though.

[toesies]

Then for all we know, he could chop my fingers off instead and sell them on eBay.

[messybench]

He's tall, but he's like a beanpole. I'm pretty sure you can take his flat ash out if you needed to.

There's also no eBay around here.

[toesies]

True... Doesn't mean there isn't a market for them out there. Creeps are everywhere.

[messybench]

Yeah? Who do you think is a creep around here? Clowns aside... I'm including Fukuda in that.

[toesies]

... Maybe Vlad? He's rich and pretentious. That's never a good combination.

[messybench]

Oh, I was counting him in the clowns.

[ holds up a hand for a high five ]

[toesies]

Nice.

[high five!!]

[messybench]

You know, Sheila, you're my kinda gal. What's your deal?

[toesies]

[She snorts a little, raising an eyebrow.]

Well... I'm a realator. [Pronounced exactly like that...] I have my own real state company. A daughter I love very much. And I just had to throw out one of my favorite dresses. What's your deal?

[messybench]

Good for you. Well, except for the dress part, that straight up sucks. I'm basically just an Arizona trashbag that's extremely hot. And dead. I used to telemarket when I was alive.

[toesies]

[... Blinks rapidly.]

Excuse me. Hang on. Did you say "dead?"