[Flukes still count as plans!!! And company still counts as a favor. Your time has value, Sandra, love yourself. Just because you have a lot of it doesn't mean it passes any faster than anyone else's.
Anyway, presumably Red drags him in and then goes about her business, because I need to move this thread along and there's a time and a place for dragging your useless sword boyfriend along with you on your errands and apparently today isn't it. Which is fine, because SGG inanimate objects anonymous is due for another meeting. This time in full form—Sandra's orb sitting on her little folded cloth, the Transistor leaning against the wall in eye (lens?) sight. The sight of which is lost on Sandra, of course, but she's probably used to the distinctive distortion it puts on his voice, by now. Not to mention the lower vantage point of it. After a while, once they're through with the hellos and such—]
Should have brought a deck of cards. Help pass the time.
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Anyway, presumably Red drags him in and then goes about her business, because I need to move this thread along and there's a time and a place for dragging your useless sword boyfriend along with you on your errands and apparently today isn't it. Which is fine, because SGG inanimate objects anonymous is due for another meeting. This time in full form—Sandra's orb sitting on her little folded cloth, the Transistor leaning against the wall in eye (lens?) sight. The sight of which is lost on Sandra, of course, but she's probably used to the distinctive distortion it puts on his voice, by now. Not to mention the lower vantage point of it. After a while, once they're through with the hellos and such—]
Should have brought a deck of cards. Help pass the time.
[(Said with heavy irony, for the record.)]