Jambee: It's beyond me why you dress like that!
Puddin: Like... like what?
Jambee: Like that- like you're still a goon slumming it in the clown's back alley.
Puddin: Sheesh, I wear this 'cause it's manageable.
Jambee: Toots, you work for Aphrodesia now. My janitor leaves more of an impression.
Puddin: (thinking) Golly, what a diva.
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Ah, shit, the masc gender conforming enby is clashing with the tomboy, HR's gonna have a field day w/ this.

















