"there's, like, whores here and stuff." -- jerald for bev (lol)
"Oooh boy. Yeah. Cool. Yeah, yeah. Uuhh. Maybe we use person-first language. For them. Because— not because it's shameful. Because it's not. Right. I don't think that. It just, like, it humanizes them. Sooo... 'People whooo partake in intercourse as a source of income'?" Bev shrugs, shoulders then full arms like the world's whitest, saddest hip-hop wave: "It's something." He pulls an old ball gag out from his leather satchel. Bite marks crater the rubber. "Uhm. I'm actually here to identify the make and model of this. Do you... recognize it?" He's holding it like a fob watch.












