Oh, don’t worry about Lanette. She knows me well enough that it’s literally impossible for me to annoy her so deeply that she doesn’t forgive me within a day.
Granted, that’s mostly because I once had to explain to her that the emails I had sent to her one fateful week were nigh incomprehensible not because I was drunk but instead because I had clefairy paws, but the point is, she knows I largely mean well.
Actually, it’s more like nothing he says or does fazes me anymore, so knowing him is a constant act of nudging him towards doing something less him, but yes. —LH
Hey! You’re back! Great—I have a new idea for an invention that I want to share with you. It’s watch, but you use it to stop time so you can have more time to catch pokémon. —Bill
And I’m out again. —LH