[he's just finished the peanut-butter-and-marshmallow sandwich he brought with him and washed it down with an iced coffee when she arrives - though the last of that iced coffee is lost to a spit-take as her shadow falls over him]
Shit, Saint-G -!
[he recovers easily, though, and is more than willing and able to laugh at himself]
Guess that one's on me for assuming you'd come in through the door.
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Date: 2022-08-30 09:10 pm (UTC)Shit, Saint-G -!
[he recovers easily, though, and is more than willing and able to laugh at himself]
Guess that one's on me for assuming you'd come in through the door.