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@iris-belwood
Excuse me...
Well, aren’t you talented then? [grins at her]
If you get some free time, perhaps we could go to Foster’s for some ice cream?
That's my job. Being good at things.
Ice cream? Sure, I guess. I don't know when I had it last.
Excuse me...
I think it’s just my face [Laughs]. You got any plans for today, anyway?
If you're sure. Oh, you know, the usual. Save a few lives, perform a few emergency revivals, general scientific witchcraft, you know?
Excuse me...
Really. You’re welcome. My full name makes me sound like… I don’t know, it’s too formal I guess.Â
What's with the face?
Excuse me...
Pretty name. Matches your eye colour. I’m Austin Reeves, uh just Austin.
Really? Well, thank you. I guess that's where it came from to begin with. Â Any reason you don't like your full name?
Cross dressing doesn't suit me.
You are one lucky woman. People dream their whole lives of getting this far with me.Â
A6. She decided one day that she wasn’t being used to her fullest potential and left. Fucking bitch.Â
And here I am, a simple doctor off the streets.
Poor thing, I suppose. At least you're rid of her.
Excuse me...
In the moment, I suppose. Afterwards, people forget I exist.
I'm Iris, by the way.
Cross dressing doesn't suit me.
Oh, I’m sure you will. Iris.
If you’re thinking the Slanders, then you are completely correct, sweetheart. And I need a new pet, one that doesn’t talk back and get stupid ideas in her head.
Huh. There's something I'd never expect I'd get to say. It's like talking to half-naked royalty.
I suggest an anaconda. Am I allowed to ask who this she is?
Happy birthday to me.
Good. We can’t have you feeling unspecial.
I'm easy to please. Just knowing that is enough.
Cross dressing doesn't suit me.
Then these pants will have to be enough for the moment. Unless you’re offended by my lack of a shirt?
Really? Well, I would hate to infringe on your uniqueness. I may just have to get a dalmatian. Name’s Rory, you are?
I think I'll survive.
Dalmatians are sweet. More trainable, too. Rory...the Rory I'm thinking of? I'm Iris.
Cross dressing doesn't suit me.
As wonderful as your clothes are, I don’t think I have the legs to pull them off. Though I don’t mind my men in skirts.Â
And honestly, that is one awesome dog. I might have to get one myself.Â
I don't even know if I own any skirts. Still, I won't argue. I'm hardly one to ask for fashion advice.
You might, but I like being unique, and I'd lose a bit of that if you got a great dane as well.
Happy birthday to me.
You should. I hardly ever give my points out.Â
Really? Now I feel special. I mean it, too.
Happy birthday to me.
I give you points for cockiness. Most people here know to steer clear of me or their supply can run out.Â
Well, I hardly get any already, but I'll take the points anyway.
Happy birthday to me.
Ryker. And tell me something Miss Iris, do you often make a habit of targeting people who wish to drink themselves into a stupor?Â
Yes. But only with the best of intentions.
Happy birthday to me.
Honestly, lady, at this point everything you have said has mushed together.Â
Iris.
Happy birthday to me.
Your smile. I don’t trust it.Â
Is that all? [chuckles] And I thought it was something I said.
Happy birthday to me.
Really? You didn’t seem to believe me when I said I wasn’t whore.
What made you think that?
Happy birthday to me.
You thought I was a prostitute. Gigolos are male escorts, which are similar to prostitutes. Gigolo is just more fun to say.Â
I said it was a possible option. You said you weren't, and I had no reason not to believe you.
