Oh, well. I guess if you really want to know the thrilling conclusion, I could show you sometime.
[A science lesson on the decontamination of fake penises as a first date? Probably pales in comparison to whatever nonsense has gone down in this place on a regular basis.
Her smile is infectious, so he returns it. You almost wouldn't know that two minutes ago he was bitching over a misinterpreted attack on his manhood.]
But in the meantime... you should probably throw that back. You know, let it be someone else's problem?
[Malcolm reaches out and brushes the wrist of her other hand with his fingertips, where she's still holding the nasty little phallus ridden with germs and debauchery, dangling uselessly like a dead fish. Just in case she needed clarification. Or maybe it was just a good excuse.]
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[A science lesson on the decontamination of fake penises as a first date? Probably pales in comparison to whatever nonsense has gone down in this place on a regular basis.
Her smile is infectious, so he returns it. You almost wouldn't know that two minutes ago he was bitching over a misinterpreted attack on his manhood.]
But in the meantime... you should probably throw that back. You know, let it be someone else's problem?
[Malcolm reaches out and brushes the wrist of her other hand with his fingertips, where she's still holding the nasty little phallus ridden with germs and debauchery, dangling uselessly like a dead fish. Just in case she needed clarification. Or maybe it was just a good excuse.]