[There he goes. It looks like he's been eating her cookies, too. That's always a nice feeling. Elevator music plays in her head as she listens to the commotion that follows. She hums to herself, pleasantly waiting. Poor Mocha. Maybe she should have sent Mocha a gift basket, too? Hopefully, no one else is being treated to this private laundry showing, poor Red seems so embarrassed.
She picks the conversation up again when Red returns, still smiling.]
I was going to say that I don't think I've ever seen the inside of the Asmodeus before, but now it seems I've seen that and more.
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[There he goes. It looks like he's been eating her cookies, too. That's always a nice feeling. Elevator music plays in her head as she listens to the commotion that follows. She hums to herself, pleasantly waiting. Poor Mocha. Maybe she should have sent Mocha a gift basket, too? Hopefully, no one else is being treated to this private laundry showing, poor Red seems so embarrassed.
She picks the conversation up again when Red returns, still smiling.]
I was going to say that I don't think I've ever seen the inside of the Asmodeus before, but now it seems I've seen that and more.
[Ufufu.]