Get off of my space station.
Airlock’s that way, see yourself out.
Aww, now, is that any way to treat an old flame?
*he laughs, tilting his head as he looks at Abi with a teasing grin*
*stares at him blankly* What? *doesn’t get that phrase, an old flame*
Oh god yes. We have muffins?
A certain red somebody may have told me to expect you today, so I stocked up, just in case. [ he winked at her before offering her his arm ] Shall we?
That’s cheating. *takes his arm anyway* lets.
I know, I have a reputation to uphold. *smiles a little up at him* I doubt you could. It’s physically impossible. I did the math.
Well, I am bigger than you. [ he continued to smile at her before he kissed her head again ] Coffee and muffins?
Oh god yes. We have muffins?
Just checking up on my favorite green haired firecracker.
Get off of my space station.
Airlock’s that way, see yourself out.
No, that’s my alien tech. I cheated. *pushes up onto her toes and kisses him*
Imissedyou.[ he chuckled and kissed the top of her head ] Don’t let anyone here hear you say that. [ he looked down at her with a smile, reaching to push a bit of green hair from her face ] I missed you more.
I know, I have a reputation to uphold. *smiles a little up at him* I doubt you could. It’s physically impossible. I did the math.
About ten minutes ago. I watched Sherlock on the way back from space, and I learned some helpful deduction and investigative tricks, like following the singing to find the big blue ball of sex.
[ he chuckles and gets up to put an arm around her ] And, evidently, how to sneak into a laboratory without a keypass.
No, that’s my alien tech. I cheated. *pushes up onto her toes and kisses him* Imissedyou.
~hiiiiiiigh enoughhh… Ain’t not river wiiiiiiiiiiiiiide enough… to keep me from get-tin’ t’you, baaaabe~ ♪ ♫
Hank, stop making drugs in your lab.
[Gasps] Ma chère! [Pushes the microscope away] When did you get back?
About ten minutes ago. I watched Sherlock on the way back from space, and I learned some helpful deduction and investigative tricks, like following the singing to find the big blue ball of sex.
~hiiiiiiigh enoughhh… Ain’t not river wiiiiiiiiiiiiiide enough… to keep me from get-tin’ t’you, baaaabe~ ♪ ♫
Hank, stop making drugs in your lab.
‘With all due respect sir,’
