alright, that's enough time.

capiche?

that's the expression of someone who's died eight times in a row.

hey, congrats! the big one-oh!

hey.

we'll start from 12.

the most "determined" thing you can do here?

that's the number of fingers on a spider.

anyway, thanks for agreeing to hang out with him.

well.

then slunk out of the place,

... are you busy tomorrow...?

someday...

but just because you think you can.

i'm sure she'll figure herself out.

there's a glimmer of a good person inside of you.

anyway, our relationship is, uh, purely business.

take it from me, kid.

hmmm... wait. something's not right.

hey, look who's walkin' around.

heheheh...

if you come over, i will personally...

that's the number of fingers on a spider.

ah, sorry. i don't hang out with idiot babies.

you'll need to find a mutant hand with even more fingers.

... you "have to."

suffice to say, you look really... unsatisfied.

even if it means we have to stand here until the end of time.

geeettttttt dunked on!!!

let's just get to the point.