Alright friends, due to the fact that my AP Calculus exam is tomorrow, I am probably not gonna be on for the rest of the night cause I need to study.
Kay, peace out home skillets
Study? Study?! Studyin’ ain’t more important than this. *grinds against you*
Well, I'd like that very much, too. I hope you can get whatever you need taken care of so you can come with me. It would make me very happy. /kisses his cheek/
Well, I mean… y’know, either that, or you could distract any cops or chaperones… then I think we’d be good.
It's your favorite RED Spy, of course. Who else would it be? And no, I won't break your limbs yet. Emphasis on yet.
Good, I won’t break yours first. I’d ask what’s been goin’ on but I don’t really care. An’ I don’t know why you’re sayin’ “favorite” ‘cause… well, no Spy’s my favorite. I don’t like any of ‘em.
'Ello, Scout. 'Ave you missed me? You didn't, but I didn't miss you eizzer. 'Ow 'ave you been doing? I've been doing fine, besdes zat I 'ad to replace my arm 3 times zis past month. No problems wizh your limbs?
…who the hell is this? Is this Spy? It better not be Spy. Which Spy, though? My limbs are fine. Don’t you dare try breakin’ ‘em.
Electro swing; hell yes.
Huh… this ain’t so bad…
From a woman who knows some swing (including the dance), This is Parov Stelar’s “Catgroove”
Oh ho ho, THERE you are. You know some swing, huh? You wanna prove some of that knowledge with me or what?
Anytime you want to stop by and learn something, feel free to do so!
Alright, what do you got to teach me? ‘Cause I pretty much know everythin’ there is to know about dancin’ to begin with. Foxtrot, box step… that’s, uh… that’s all that’s comin’ to mind right now, but honestly. I could blow your mind with all the knowledge that I got up in here. *points to his head* About dancin’ that is. I guess I subconsciously don’t wanna tell you the rest of this heapin’ helpin’ of dance move wickedness I got. So, c’mon, teach me somethin’ I don’t already know.
Hey Scout, my prom is coming up soon and I wanted to know if you wanna go with me. You know, as my date and junk.
…wait, your PROM?! Ooh hoo… *tugs at his collar nervously* Uh… y’know I don’t… I ain’t… I’m not really, y’know… technically speakin’ I ain’t allowed near any high schools since the, uh… the misunderstandin’. WIth the track team an’ all. I mean, hey, I would if I could, I just, um… *pauses for a moment* Well, I’ll, uh… y’know, if I can get that whole thing… if I can get ‘em to disregard it for, y’know, a day or somethin’, sure. Sure! Hell, I’d like that!
i know that you dont need to be reminded of this but, this is for you.
Hey, look at that! This is exactly the kinda reminder that I needed, thanks doll!
Been a while eh? Miss me *noogies ya*
Hey, hey, HEY! Easy on the head, there. *shrugs* I guess I missed ya. I didn’t miss no noogies or nothin’, though.
*sticks finger in your butt*
You’re a disgustin’ moron an’ this coulda never happened. Not unless you got past the, uh… the security barrier I have to make that freakin’ impossible.