well I live with Snakes and Lizards

About what exactly?

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A lot of things.

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Talk to me, Timmy the Tooth. Elle's here to listen.

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This is gonna be like pullin teeth and you got a fuckin lot of those.

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Heh. Tell me about it.

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I'm getting tired of the shit hitting the fan.

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What's happened now?

I can't offer help or advice if I don't know what the fuck your talking about.

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Forget about it.

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Don't make me go to your doorstep.

Spill it.

What? You're too good to talk personal to me?

~~LET ME HELP, STUPID~~

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Nah you're suppose to be tellin me now spill it what's fuckin botherin you besides me weilding pliers?

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It's nothing Jan, thanks, I just got a lot of shit on my mind on top of working the graveyard shift you know what I mean.

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You know better than that. It's okay I'm blowing off steam.

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Uh huh.

And what would anger you?

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You could go get a massage and get some of the stress worked-out of you....but there's no massage therapists in the City so you'd have to go to the Underground and get this you have to pay extra not to have sex.

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A whole lot of things piss me off, I'm just good at ignoring it.

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Hell I don't think I have that kind of money.

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Have John work on you.

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Knowing us some fucking thunderhound'll rip the roof off the building.

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Liiiike?

Maybe we can rant together?

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Nothing, shit happens that's all.

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Fine.

That's true.

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I've been with a few spa workers and learned a few things so I could do it.

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I think I'm going to take you up on that offer.

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Yeah Ok.

I dunno why nobody hasn't set-up a spa at the hot springs....shit it would go over really fuckin big.

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When are you free?

Considering how few people have to earn their keep topside I'm not surprised.

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