tmw you ask a question twice FML
I'll try and talk to him - tonight, if I can find him. [Towel tied, she runs her hands through her hair in thought.]
I don't think we have anyone who can take out the chip for him - do you know how he dealt with it last time? So we have him on a leash at the moment, while we figure it out - or he figures out how to get rid of it on his own. How were things after the moment? You guys still in good standing, or did it have a sour note to it?