"Remind me, who are you?"
"Lotte Kirschbaum."
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@lottekirschbaum
"Remind me, who are you?"
"Lotte Kirschbaum."
No we honestly can’t, who knows what secrets I’m hiding.
With that haircut? Probably lice.
And you didn’t think that I would hear it.
And you are?
I know, I know. But I didn’t want to start charging you without forewarning, just in case you take it personally. You know I can’t say no to such an offer.
If you know, and I know-- I'll see you later babe.
I’ll leave the pretending up to you.
Might as well, we can't trust you with such things.
Freedom? It’s amazing, you should try it sometime.
Being rich is amazing too, maybe someone will feel bad and buy you something nice-- and you can pretend.
Appreciated, but I meant more along the lines of any discount fees. I can only sell at full price for the moment- but it’s a temporary measure, I give it a couple weeks tops.
It's fine, I can cover myself, I'm not like, nouveau or anything. I got two ounces and I'm picking up later, want to break into it with me then?
At the end of the day I’ll have my freedom while you’ll still be someone’s bitch.
I guess that's what townies are used to.
I’ll have to remember that. Gotta ask Noah to keep a tighter leash on his lap dogs.
Rather a rich man's lap dog than a poor man's mutt.
Oh, Mick? Mick’s my roommate, I’m pretty sure you’ve met him- he’s helping me out in the sales department at the moment. Head’s up, though, all discounts are on temporarily hold.
Is he the blonde one? Oh wait, he's the one with the tattoos. I wasn't going to give him like-- one of our discount fees, he's your friend.
Don't I. Carry-out or delivery?
I'll come swing by.
What did you say your name was again?
Lotte.
That’s a good question that I’m not sure of the answer to. They’re probably high and attempting to be funny. What’d they say?
Something about coke. You don't mind me buying, from a... Mickey whatever, right? I only buy from you.
Buy some coke and I'll make you a key to our room.
Got two ounces?
Is that so?
You don't have to agree, conflict of interest and all.
Oh my god, you’re like an idiot aren’t you? Plus what the hell does that have to do with anything?
Everyone knows that the townies just don't know what they're talking about-- or they'd be far more polite.
As much as I enjoy a good Monday catfight, they say that the high road is more gratifying in the long run.
Noah, why are your friends texting me?