[ commit to sulking? no, yang won't allow that around here. however, she will always let someone commit to the bit. her large smile grow even wider as she hops off the bar stool, taking off her hat with a flourish and dipping into a deep bow. ]
You've got it, uh, [ crap, she never got his name, think think think-- ] Milk Boy!
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You've got it, uh, [ crap, she never got his name, think think think-- ] Milk Boy!
[ nailed it. ]