I am not one to drink until that point, but there have been times.
[ Fun? Of course not. It would have to be for work. Sometimes you go to employee outings or, alternatively, you go on a mission or meet up for intel. If you don't drink, you don't look trustworthy. ]
I'd imagine that goes without saying. Perhaps it's fortunate that I wasn't there, I might have challenged both Archie and Guzma to a battle. Knowing them, however, their egos wouldn't come out of it bruised. [ She can't be honest about that, though. It's not untrue what he said about feelings for Nanu, but a kink? That suggests anyone handsome and of age would do. No, she's just... She's just, what? ] Let us remember the beginning and end then.
[ She gently lifts her glass, without intent to clink them together but just recognize the gesture. ]
[The idea still strikes him as amusing, and he grins wider.]
To have been a Cutiefly on those walls.... [Aside from his usual interest with her assignments over the last decade...]
[He chuckles.] Ah, but I'd like to think I hit 'em where it hurts. Nothing like what you'd do, though.
[The latter Nanu says with a smirk, a little hint hint. To see Guzma, especially, brought down by the person he's targeting is always a poetic justice. The fact that it'd be Anabel is just icing on the ego cake. He'd pay to see her decimate either of those two idiots.]
[He'll drop it, though; to follow her suggestion, which is fine by him. After raising his glass in return, he takes a bigger drink. While he doesn't want to feel the emotional effects nor get sloshed, it'd still be nice to get a little buzzed.]
Hard to regret the night when you put it like that.
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[ Fun? Of course not. It would have to be for work. Sometimes you go to employee outings or, alternatively, you go on a mission or meet up for intel. If you don't drink, you don't look trustworthy. ]
I'd imagine that goes without saying. Perhaps it's fortunate that I wasn't there, I might have challenged both Archie and Guzma to a battle. Knowing them, however, their egos wouldn't come out of it bruised. [ She can't be honest about that, though. It's not untrue what he said about feelings for Nanu, but a kink? That suggests anyone handsome and of age would do. No, she's just... She's just, what? ] Let us remember the beginning and end then.
[ She gently lifts her glass, without intent to clink them together but just recognize the gesture. ]
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To have been a Cutiefly on those walls.... [Aside from his usual interest with her assignments over the last decade...]
[He chuckles.] Ah, but I'd like to think I hit 'em where it hurts. Nothing like what you'd do, though.
[The latter Nanu says with a smirk, a little hint hint. To see Guzma, especially, brought down by the person he's targeting is always a poetic justice. The fact that it'd be Anabel is just icing on the ego cake. He'd pay to see her decimate either of those two idiots.]
[He'll drop it, though; to follow her suggestion, which is fine by him. After raising his glass in return, he takes a bigger drink. While he doesn't want to feel the emotional effects nor get sloshed, it'd still be nice to get a little buzzed.]
Hard to regret the night when you put it like that.