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And spoken like a guy who just expects girls to do that for him.

Actually, I prefer them grabbed and I never expect them to do anything they don't want to be doing. Of course, Cookie doesn't have any problem finding girls willing to do whatever.

... Gross. You might get slutty girls to do that for you, but good luck finding a nice girlfriend.

... I have one thank you very much. One who probably wouldn't take too kindly to me saying she's nice but whatever. And she's got no problem doing it at all.

.... You do?

Well, I guess it depends on how you define nice.

Yeah. I do. Christ. Is it so hard to believe?

Nice is... staying up until I'm home from work. It's watching my favorite movies, even the shit ones. It's waffles on Sunday. And head. Lots and lots of head.

Well, the way you talk about girls... You remind me of somebody I know who can't keep a girlfriend to save his life.

[Well, she started off thinking that was sweet, but now... the side eye is back and better than ever.] ... Is her jaw dislocated yet?

Yeah well that's him and I'm me. Completely different animal. [Only really not that different.]

[What? He's totally sweet. He's just also blunt and upfront when it comes to things like sex.] Nah, she's had enough practice to know how not to let that happen.

... Not really. Except maybe for the fact that he's sitting in juvie right now and nobody knows when he's getting out. Other than that, the similarities are kind of scaring me.

[And he's talking to a girl who's never given head in her life, finds it repulsive, etc etc.] ... Well that's classy. Is that what she spends her day doing?

... [They're starting to scare him too.] Juvie doesn't last forever. Unless he did something really bad that is.

She's my Princess, alright? She's well classy. And of course not. She's got work and stuff.

He drove his mom's car into the convenience store and tried to steal the ATM. Pretty bad.

She's your... wow. I guess you think a lot of her. Is that seriously what you call her? [She thinks that's actually sweet. Just don't tell her where she works, Cook.]

That's it?!? It's not like he hurt anyone right? So, he should be out soon. Probably give him some shit community service and make him pay for the damage done.

Yeah, that's what I call her. Think she likes it more than her real name. [It is sweet. It's also hilarious considering Effy's far from Princess material, but who says Hooters girls can't be royalty?]

Considering he drove his car through a convenience store, it would be a miracle if nobody got hurt. And his mom definitely can't pay for all those damages.

... That's really cute. It's sweet that's what you call her. [It is very ironic. And Quinn says Hooters girls can't be royalty, that's who. Unless we're talking queen of trash, or something.]

Yeah, but he if it wasn't his intent to hurt anyone, and he hasn't been in the clink before they should let him off easy. I'd think. Hopefully. Um. He hasn't been in before has he? [And this is where Cook feels a bit for Puck. At least his mom, shitty though she may be, happens to be loaded. Of course, the likelihood of her actually paying for something he did voluntarily? Slim. Hence him stealing things like her jewelry. :|] Oh. She can't? Well that's shit.

...You're not gonna call me a puppy are you? That's what someone I know likes to say when I talk about my girl. [Pffft. Effy is totally fit to be the motherfucking Queen of England.]

Who even knows what his stupid intentions were. He's an idiot. He's never been in before, but only because he's really lucky. He's practically a klepto. He steals all the time.

No? Why would I? The worst I've got is telling you you're kind of cute when you talk about her. From what I can tell. [Um... no. No no.]

Hey hey. Even idiots have their reasons. Maybe he really needed the money. There are much easier ways to make quick cash. When he gets out, you should suggest hustling pool. Or poker. Much, much simpler and not liable to end with him back in jail.

Eh. Guess I'm just used to being called one and you remind me of her. Only a little, though.

Yeah, well, if he wouldn't waste all his money on weed, he wouldn't have that problem. [And she gives him a Look.] I'm not going to give him tips on how to do even more illegal stuff, thanks.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

[And he's looking all offended.] Just trying to keep your mate out of real trouble. A little knocking of fists over a lost game of cards is nothing compared to having to keep your arse safe. Literally that is.

It's... Well... you haven't quite got the knockers she does, and you're loads nicer... Nevermind. You're not like Katie at all.

[And now she's looking straight up appalled.] Oh. My. God. I don't-- I don't even know what to say to that.

[Yeah... now she's crossing her arms over her chest. STOP LOOKING THERE.] I should probably smack you right now.

[This calls for a smirk.] Don't say a thing. Just buy him some soap on a rope if he lands himself in jail again?

[That just makes it worse, Quinn. Crossing of arms just invites more attention. He's going to keep looking as though there's something to see. Good thing he doesn't come equipped with x-ray vision.] But you haven't. So either you're really not that offended, or you don't actually mind the attention.

... I'll be sure to keep that in mind.

[She's about to just turn around in a second, Cook. Don't tempt her.] Or I just don't go around hitting people like some crazy savage. And you know, I don't think your princess girlfriend would really appreciate you perving on my chest. Or talking about that Katie person's.

They're important details, Blondie.

[Oh but then he gets to perv on something else. He's an equal opportunity kind of guy.] No? Good way to get your tension out. It's no shagging but sometimes a little tussle can be fun. She can't get mad. It's not like I'm reaching out to cop a feel, which I'm guessing would result in smacking. And Princess and I don't mention Katie's tits. It's a... sore subject.

... It's Quinn.

[GDI she just can't win, can she?] Yeah, no. I'm speaking from experience, it's definitely not fun. [Eyebrow raise.] What, so you're only not groping me because I'd smack you, and not because, I don't know, you don't want to cheat on your girlfriend? Is it a sore subject because you felt Katie up? [Judge judge judge.]

Fine. Quinn. Whatever.

[Not really no. She should be flattered. Aside from a couple of cases of poor judgment, Cook happens to have impeccable taste.] Women. [Eyeroll] No, I'm not groping you because she'd smack me. And I sort of love her and all. For the record? I've never touched Katie. It's a sore subject because well... It's complicated.

And yours is...?

[She is not flattered, sry2say. ... Okay, maybe a little.] Well. Good. She should smack you. [Another eyebrow raise.] You just sort of love her? I hope you never tell her that. ... You know what, I know complicated. You can just leave it at that.