You’re such a crotchety old man.
I’m not sure what else to call you.
Dean:
I said no to going out one time.
Hen:
This is how chat’s end up muted.
GO TO SLEEP!
Dom:
Hey! It’s Hen. Are you going to come streaking with me?
Hen:
Are you drunk or just dumb?
Dom:
Neither. Just bored. All my friends are tied down or elderly.
Dean:
I’m not fucking elderly. I’m the same damn age as you.
Dom:
You should see a doctor for that.
Dean:
We need to find you a girlfriend.
Someone to settle you down and keep you occupied so the rest of us can sleep.
Dom:
I’m plenty occupied. I just kick them out before they fall asleep.
Dean:
Not always.
Dom:
Shut your mouth.
Hen:
I like the direction this is heading.
Dom:
DEAN!
