[It's really hard to be casual and suave in a junkyard, but Archer's going to give it a shot. Ripped 900$ turtleneck and black eye aside, he's still relatively attractive. Now, if only he weren't eyeing that latex suit so hard, he might have seemed casual.
After a really awkward stretch of time.]
So did it hurt? Oh--wait. Dammit. [The 'fallen from heaven' line was probably not the best choice.]
Nice pants. [Subtlety, it's a skill.]
After a really awkward stretch of time.]
So did it hurt? Oh--wait. Dammit. [The 'fallen from heaven' line was probably not the best choice.]
Nice pants. [Subtlety, it's a skill.]
Keller. Didn't think I'd see you in this neighborhood.
I'm sure you'll figure something out.
Oh, and- I can loan you a paperclip. You know, if you need it to pull another Watts job.
Oh, and- I can loan you a paperclip. You know, if you need it to pull another Watts job.
Thanks, but prison kind of cramps my style.
[ Here, have a beatifically smiling angel just passing on by. Because let's be honest, there's no way I can come up with something more ridiculous than what you're inevitably going to post for a premise. ]










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