The Bluth Yacht, Tuesday night

[bluth_illusions]

GOB walked into the yacht after a few extra days with his family. Prison had changed him. More specifically, it had changed his chin. After unpacking his suitcase, he opened up a bottle and poured himself a drink.

He now knew what it was like to be an ex-con. He had never felt tougher in his life.

[OOC: GOB's back, yay! And he has facial hair

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[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky walked right on board. "You're back!" she yelled.

It wasn't a happy yell.

[bluth_illusions]

"Hi, Becky," GOB said cheerfully. He didn't notice Becky's tone somehow. "Have a kiss for me?"

[lesssexthanmiho]

"You have a thing on your face."

[bluth_illusions]

"I told you I would grow a beard," GOB said proudly.