Jim | Bones.
You're not wrong. But not as much as when it's your legendary hands instead of mine. You're making this too easy. And nope. Never.
You can tan my hide any time country boy.
Your fun face and you're 'I'm going to murder you face' have a little too much crossover sometimes. You have terrible taste and I have amazing taste because you're my favorite. It all evens out at the end of the day. But, uh, yeah. That's good to know. Glad you're not planning on getting ironically warm and cozy with Snart. I'll pass on the inoculation because I will always pass on the inoculation. There's only one type of poking I will graciously accept from you.
Misery loves company. The world should know how I suffer. Don't worry. No plans to die anytime soon. Just don't release any homicidal relics from the past and we should be fine.
Well you're not wrong. Color looks good on you, Bones.
If you keep calling me darling it's only encouraging. But I knew you'd come around.