"Shows what kind of doctor you are," Navaan sniffed. "All right, Stabby, I gotta go. Have some good, sexy adventures with your lobsters with me. I'll come back sometime and we can do some wild shit. Promise."
And then she was heading off - but not without trying to snag one last juice bag from out of the fridge.
Re: Front Desk
And then she was heading off - but not without trying to snag one last juice bag from out of the fridge.