It’s Logico’s turn to humiliate himself in front of his manic pixie dream man
Logico: I don’t know how to talk to him, Obsidian.. I’ve never felt this way towards anyone before, let alone a man!
Obsidian: hands him a book here, deductive. Try a passage from my most romantic book. It always helps.
Logico: okay, obsidian.
Later…
Logico: inspector?
Irratino: yes Logico?
Logico: I have something important to tell you, something that’s been on my mind since I met you..
Irratino: Oh, what is it?
Logico flips through the book
Logico: My nails are as sharp as a unshaven porcupine with a steroid addiction-
(Let’s just say that book was written during Obsidians experimental era)















