THE WAREHOUSE HOTLINE

|39|: Can't Get Over The Fact, That I'm Talking To My Hero!

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"Welcome to the Warehouse Hotline. How can I make your day even more evil?"

"Hey, Dianna."

"Clarisse."

"Since, I'm calling you by your name, why don't you call me by mine?"

"Do you remember when you asked me why I gave you the name, Clarisse?"

"Mm, oh yeah. What about it?"

"Do you remember what I said?"

"It's a character you don't like? Oh... now I get it."

"But, how can you not like me. I'm so cheerful and I bring a smile to your face. Admit it."

"You bring nothing but horror to my eyes."

"I'll take it as a compliment."

"By the way, Dianna."

"You know you can call me, Chase, right?"

"I know, but I still wouldn't be able to get over the fangirling inside of me."

"Right. Forgot."

"But I still can't get over the fact, that I'm talking to my hero! Eek!"

"I can't get over the fact that I'm talking to a knuckle head."

"Haha. I've been called worse. Anyways how's business?"

"Not slow, as usual. But there are certain villains who are locked up and others that are unconscious."

"Wow. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. Why?"

"No, it's best to ask everyone whether they're okay or not. Especially the turn of events that occurred yesterday."

"Don't go all sappy on me now, Clarisse."

"I won't, but if you ever do need to talk to me. I'm here for you. I promise."

"You're here for me, clamshells? That's bitter."

"Bitter?"

"Not sweet."

"Wow, Dianna!"

"Later, fridge girl."

The line went dead.

"These nicknames keep getting funnier and funnier."