What the-- No. No, I am not watching Mommie Fucking Dearest because I did not flinch! You are ordering me an extra large meat-lovers pizza and we are going for plasma blaster target practice!
[ He pauses, though, because-- we, is what she said. "We are going for blaster practice." He knows that with the shit that just happened, the two of them hanging out again is far from a good idea. First because Joel or whatever is gonna get pissed, second because he doesn't think Ellie would be able to handle another outing. But for now, he opts not to say anything at all. ]
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You have absolutely no fucking proof anyway.
[ Or DO you? ]
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[ He pauses, though, because-- we, is what she said. "We are going for blaster practice." He knows that with the shit that just happened, the two of them hanging out again is far from a good idea. First because Joel or whatever is gonna get pissed, second because he doesn't think Ellie would be able to handle another outing. But for now, he opts not to say anything at all. ]
Handle the defeat with dignity, man.
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[ And she laughs a little. ]
Whatever, there's obviously no getting through to you. I'll watch this dumb movie and make a report. But I still expect a pizza for my inconvenience.
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Yeah, right. Report first, then we'll if you deserve that pizza.
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[ A beat of silence, then Peter sighs. ]
I should let you go. Tell your friend Joel if he wants to yell at me, I'm free.
Take care of yourself, Scout, alright?
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Um. Yeah, okay.
[ She takes a moment, then ]
Thanks for taking me out, Star Lord. You're a cool dude.
Bye.