“Well excuse me, princess. I didn’t think you’d need to be spoon fed and guided around like a kid.”
“As for the slowpoke tails? I don’t know, I never really look in girl’s purses. They tend to get really angry when you do that and either curse you to the gave or punch you really hard.” Getting socked hurts, man. The cussing and insults he can deal with- but the sudden pop of a fist in his shoulder, face, or back? Yeah, that’s not something he enjoys.
“What? No, I wasn’t referring to you. Now that you say it, however, I could have been. You do sort of look like an emotional girl just waiting to explode into a frenzy of tears and scary language.” Turns his gaze over to the distant shape of N. “I was actually talking about her. She’s really easily unsettled. Sounds and looks like a man too. Don’t let that fool you, though.”
"Thank you for the nice nickname, feel free to call me that. I give you per -- I'm just simply looking for girls, I don't want to look awkward by myself harassing them for their purses. I need someone with me to make it 10% less awkward."
"I'm really craving for some man, I just really want some. Its really nice, have you ever tried eating some? Well uh, that's just great but I normally already get hit since I'm in the Team Rocket. We harass people for no reason and annoy the shit outta them so." The green-headed man is just the kind of guy that would get on your nerves, he would try to avoid angering people but its difficult for him not too. Or annoy or something. "Again, I thank you for the nice compliment. But surely you must be fucking with me, I do not look like anything like a woman. I can prove it too with what is in my pants, would you like to see -- well, I would feel uncomfortable so er." He looked at where the other was looking at and he started to chuckle, "Well I see, that person must have a hard time living life. Ah, never got your name, you seem like a fine chap."
