“ i can't stop. it's what i am. “ - pxppinmolly for either Charlie or Alastor uwu
"Stop? HA! Why on earth would I ask you to do that my dear! It's just getting good!" The dulcet tones of the Radio demon rang out, bright and amused as always as he studied her, long arms tucked behind his back and that ever present smile razor sharp on his face.
"You know me! I am a performer! A showman above all else! And of course, I appreciate when someone is putting on a show of their own~ When it's suitably entertaining of course!" And right into her personal space he went, a long arm about her neck to pull her down to his height, their cheeks pressed together as his free arm gestured widely.
"Why I think you may very well be a front runner for a show of your own my fine spiderette! A veritable -spectacle- of self destruction and mania wrapped up in a bubble gum pink package! Why the idea alone is enough to give any audience -whiplash-!" There was the sound of a whip cracking that crackled through the static with canned laughter behind it as he let her go and stepped away, a flick of his hand producing his cane, twirled with ease and resting in the palm of his other hand.
"So by all means my dear please! Continue."
@pxppinmolly