[ He's blissfully ignorant. So, so blissfully ignorant. Between texting his daughter and verbally lacerating Vergilius all day in the van...
He doesn't know how clever she's being. Devious. Cunning. He would be proud, could he recognize it.
Wouldn't he be?
He's so, so ignorant. What a place for him to be in, when he is so used to holding all of the information close to his chest, ready to use it when the mood strikes. He doesn't know he is on the other end right now. ]
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He doesn't know how clever she's being. Devious. Cunning. He would be proud, could he recognize it.
Wouldn't he be?
He's so, so ignorant. What a place for him to be in, when he is so used to holding all of the information close to his chest, ready to use it when the mood strikes. He doesn't know he is on the other end right now. ]
You? Show off? Say it isn't so!
[ the both of them can be sarcastic sometimes ]