[/He leans in to softly peck his cheek.] He may be dumb, but he a dumbass for you so take that and dunk it in your vanilla tea, thanks. Yah, why does he need to crank open the car window? I have a perfectly suitable couch in our shared apartment, it’s oversized and I thought it was stupid to have but that— that blondie manages to win every argument we have.
It's camomile and spearmint tea, I'll have you know. [/He grinned, turning his cheek into the light peck.] He needs to crack a window open, because I'm sure there are laws against leaving a dog locked in a car with all the windows up. And if there aren't, then there are definitely moral laws against it. Would you leave Roo in the car like that? I don't think so. [/He holds in a chuckle and cocks an eyebrow at him.] I'm sure blondie, as you so affectionately refer to him, wins arguments on fair and logical grounds.
