Wednesday : It's called cauliflower, not ghost broccoli.
Enid, eyes wide: I know what I saw.
Enid: Okay happy campers! If you were a fruit what would you be and why?
Wednesday : I'd be a tomato because no one accepts me as part of the group.
Enid: ...
Wednesday : ...
Enid: OKAY HAPPY CAMPERS-
Wednesday : Are we fighting or flirting?
Enid: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-
Wednesday : Your point?
Enid: Talk dirty to me~
Wednesday : Inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high.
Enid: Wha-
Wednesday : The economy is in shambles.
Enid: Sorry I'm late, I was doing things.
Wednesday : Hi, I'm 'things'.
Wednesday : What are you in the mood for?
Enid: World domination.
Wednesday : That's a bit ambitious.
Enid: You are my world.
Wednesday : Aww...
Enid:
Wednesday :
Enid:
Wednesday : OH.
Wednesday : Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Enid: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.
Enid, throwing their head into Wednesday 's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Wednesday , lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
Wednesday : My hands are cold.
Enid: Here, let me hold them.
Wednesday : My lips are cold too.
Enid: *covers Wednesday 's mouth with their hand*
Wednesday : You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.
Enid: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.
Wednesday : I said within reason, Enid. How about I murder that guy?
Enid: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?
Wednesday : Well, duh. What kind of question is that?
