Ashley: Hey Skipper. I've got a new drinking game.
Shepard: Oh yeah? Hit me with it.
Ashley: Every time someone on my fan forum says the word 'Speculation' or any other variation, we take a shot.
Shepard: Just your fan forum?
Ashley: Well if we included the entire website, we'd completely blasted in the space of five seconds.
Shepard: Yeah. I doubt even my liver could handle that. And its literally made of titanium. Not sure how yours would cope.
Ashley: Probably death by alcohol poisoning, or at the very least, I'll need a stomach pump.
Shepard: Maybe we should call off the game for a little while then. I don't want you in the hospital. 'Specially after you just got out.
Ashley: Tsk. I just wanted an excuse to get hammered.
Shepard: And the Reapers aren't enough of one?
Ashley: ... a better excuse.
Shepard: Then endings?
Ashley: What did you think I meant about the 'Speculations' thing?
Shepard: Right. But my question for you is: why bother getting drunk at all? Isn't there someone else you'd rather be doing?
Ashley: That wasn't subtle in the least, Skipper.
Shepard: Wasn't trying to be subtle about it.
Ashley: I would, but I'm too lazy to stand up at the moment.
Shepard: Nothing stopping me from carrying you in some kind of grand romantic gesture.
Ashley: Ooo, Tempting.
Shepard: So am I allowed to sweep my Lady off her feet?
Ashley: Now it's just cheesy, and romantic.
Shepard: And hear I Thought you liked the cheesy lines I come up with.
Ashley: Never said I was complaining Skipper.
Modifié par Aurora313, 04 juin 2012 - 07:43 .