GrandDaddySmoosh: YOU
The Amala: yesm?
GrandDaddySmoosh: You're there aren't you?!
The Amala: ..........
The Amala: once again you succeed at making no sense
The Amala: *bows*
GrandDaddySmoosh: But of course!
GrandDaddySmoosh: *bows*
The Amala: you have insulted moi! We must duel
GrandDaddySmoosh: Oh my...*take large radish out of case*
The Amala: clever, rogue
The Amala: make your move
GrandDaddySmoosh: *hefts radish above head as it grows ten times bigger and falls on you*
The Amala: indeed you are a worthy opponent, but.....
The Amala: *nabs your picnic basket*
The Amala: I must be off!
GrandDaddySmoosh: Aah...*swoons* My picnic basket.
GrandDaddySmoosh: *gives chase*
The Amala: *adonic fury*
GrandDaddySmoosh: *blocks with radish, making a handy salad in the process*
The Amala: ah.......quite
The Amala: care for a meal?
The Amala: I have dressing
GrandDaddySmoosh: Oh but I insist, you first! *chucks bowl of salad at your noggin*
The Amala: *quickly produces dressing out of the stolen picnic basket, catches bowl, and in one motion pours the dressing, holding it back out to you*
GrandDaddySmoosh: ...I am impressed, and slightly moistened.
The Amala: but we are gentlmen, are we not?
GrandDaddySmoosh: But of course! *finger snappy blue light thing*
The Amala: *follows suit*
The Amala: ~~~~~~~~~~end extremely courteous action~~~~~~~~
GrandDaddySmoosh: ----Indeed---
*** I love Disgaea.
Shut up, mid-Boss.
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