You forgot the Agent of Chaos aspect and the cat bell would make me a target.
We’re not flirting. I’m humoring her.
Psychopath. And that wasn’t precisely the intention and it’s her fault.
I met her before the masque, as Joe. We had coffee and chatted. Then she showed up at the masque – I didn’t know it was her – and we danced and exchanged a bet. When I made my post she responded and I took advantage of the opportunity to get some information. Besides, I haven’t been diagnosed in nearly ten years. Might as we, right?