[Black Mask is sitting in a leather office chair, petting a kitten: a pink Siamese with gold eyes, a gray-white blotch of fur on its face, and black ears and tail. The animal curled up in his lap looks quite pleased to be there--the obvious mutual affection may be unnerving.]I lost custody of my goddamn sea monkeys, and my elf is a sex slave, so I
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[Liquid sits, his hands folded in his lap, in a church pew opposite the NV.]
Ah, so that's where that little womanizing stray went.
[Banana, in all her pale grey stubbornness, hops up behind him.]
Drowning it isn't a good idea. Banana would be most unhappy if the father of her children died.
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Oh, damn, I thought that shit was a joke.
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It started out that way. Didn't... quite end up that way.
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But no, I don't plan on sharing my private life with Shinji with you, sadly. You'll just have to get by on your imagination.
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I am feeling oh-so-bereft. Whatever shall I do.
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There there. You'll get over it. I know I'd have loved to add you to my little black book but sacrifices must be made for romance.
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Boo. Hoo.
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There there- Ahahaha- you'll get over it.
"Mr. Bojangles"?
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