"Mine... is also carved into my floor," Dave offers, lamely.
He then looks at Horvath, wrinkling his nose a little. "I didn't mean it like that! I just—I mean, come on. You know Balthazar. He's like a... tall, walking enigma. We don't usually have conversations like this."
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Date: 2012-01-16 02:11 am (UTC)He then looks at Horvath, wrinkling his nose a little. "I didn't mean it like that! I just—I mean, come on. You know Balthazar. He's like a... tall, walking enigma. We don't usually have conversations like this."