[ He's a little distracted by Barkley, by doing his own weird semi-dance to keep the dog from crawling up his trousers (or ruining them with his little claws) and then by giving in and picking him up to let him be excited directly in Alistair's face. ]
No, no, definitely not.
[ But he grins over the dog, the kind of grin that says I know I'm not actually fooling you. ]
I need to talk to you about [ his voice drops ] something that rhymes with flood tragic.
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[ He's a little distracted by Barkley, by doing his own weird semi-dance to keep the dog from crawling up his trousers (or ruining them with his little claws) and then by giving in and picking him up to let him be excited directly in Alistair's face. ]
No, no, definitely not.
[ But he grins over the dog, the kind of grin that says I know I'm not actually fooling you. ]
I need to talk to you about [ his voice drops ] something that rhymes with flood tragic.
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Something that rhymes with-
[ Give her a moment, she's still thinking about you pretending to come arrest her. ]
Oh! Oh, yes- um, should we do that in my aravel? Or somewhere else?