[And he doesn't say anything, not until he's gotten the both of them good coffee, a pot, and an ashtray. Not until he's bringing the two of them out into the garden out back, and finding a quiet and secluded bench that they can plop down on, and setting the ashtray and the pot between them.]
So.
[Erm. How does one start with this? (Why is it so hard? It really shouldn't be, Blade King.)]
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So.
[Erm. How does one start with this? (Why is it so hard? It really shouldn't be, Blade King.)]