( natasha nods. this place has one hell of a learning curve, that's for sure; even with what she's been able to glean from the device they'd shoved at her — before being attacked by killer plants — natasha feels out of her element. it's a problem for later tonight, probably. after a shower. after a few more of these drinks. )
A giant carrot? ( her snort is disbelieving, and she shrugs, raising the glass to her lips. ) Sounds like a bad dream.
( the 'friend who is a plant' doesn't get much of a reaction, though. she sends emails to a raccoon. it's complicated, but not as weird as she'd thought five years ago. )
Not if I can help it. Or at least, not that I've known. Why?
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A giant carrot? ( her snort is disbelieving, and she shrugs, raising the glass to her lips. ) Sounds like a bad dream.
( the 'friend who is a plant' doesn't get much of a reaction, though. she sends emails to a raccoon. it's complicated, but not as weird as she'd thought five years ago. )
Not if I can help it. Or at least, not that I've known. Why?