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i haven't looked into it yet. i'm unsure if i want to go out and take hold of a club just because it's what someone told me another men did. it's on par with doing something because a psychic told you.

naturally. how much are we thinking we'd need?

But we would have property. Also, Oswald, I assure you. Taking the man's club isn't a step on the road to you becoming overweight.

It depends on what we want to do, doesn't it? We need to hire some brainless bruisers, get an idea about the local scene. I have contacts with the police.

THAT ISN'T THE ISSUE I HAVE

i'm not just going to do what some women told me to do because i may have done it once in another life. it's ridiculous logic and i would much rather find my own path. property is appeal but i would like to know if it's worth my investment first. and we'd need money to invest.

we need to make sure we have a good local scene we need to pick where to live carefully. i've heard some talk around, looked about the network. some names interest me.

What I am thinking, my friend, is that it may still be your name on the lease or somewhere else. Free property, because few contracts actually rake different universes into account. That would be worthwhile.

Names? Oh, do share.

I suppose it may be in our best interest to at least try to claim the club. At least we'd get easy cash flow.

I don't trust doing such on this infernal thingy.

That is my thinking. Maybe you can find out more about it if you asked Harley. She seemed eager for you to have it anyway.

Then tell me when I come home with groceries. What food do you fancy?

I don't know how I feel about that woman or her irksome roommate. Must we continue to contact them?

Tuna. Spicy mustard. We need more milk too.

They make for valuable contacts. You know that we can use those right now. Besides, she's not that bad. He's a bit of a stiff.

A cat's grocery list. I'll get it.

She's like a strange proto Barbara and he's as charming as a rotting piece of drift wood. Looks like it too.

Cats don't eat spicy mustard.

There are similar qualities. But she told me a few things. I'm interested. As for him, still. There is potential.

Well, excuse you, kitty cat. Anyway, what shall we have for dinner?

you keep throwing yourself at every therapist and psychologist we meet. it's troubling behaviour, edward.

don't call me kitty cat! and i don't know. salad.

It just happens that we were approached by them. I don't want to throw away valuable connections. I will meet Dr Chilton eventually too. He seems very intelligent, actually. Perceptive.

Meow. And you say salad now, then you crave junk food at midnight.

I don't see what you mean, personally, but then again you were always fonder of that side of the world than I was.

I can't eat junk food oR I'LL GET FAT.

Of the side of the world with intelligent company? I'll say.

Stop being so paranoid! You weigh nothing! You are not getting fat.

I mean the weird obsession for prodding and probing of the human mind. It's all weird advise, medication and trying to imply you want to sleep with your mother or something. It's nonsense.

Famous last words.

People are just puzzles. You know that as well, you just think about it differently. Although I will say that no one ever told me that I want to sleep with my mother.

Right. You are so fat, Oswald. Massive.

Well. Same. [Doctor Strange only ever implied it so there. Technically not a lie.] Therapists are just strange people, they look to pull apart flaws and make them look like a bigger deal than they are.

It's like you're asking me to throw our new plates at you.

It's an easy thing to do, truly. I faked my diagnosis more often than not, there are ways to get the good meds.

I'm teasing, Oswald. I can't take this seriously. You are not fat. You hardly have the genetic leaning toward it either.

Are you just looking for a drug fix? I can't say I approve.

Oh. Really? ... Do you think I have good genetics?

In Arkham, at times? Sure. Although mostly I traded what I got. I don't have much of a hankering for drugs right now, no PSA needed.

I don't know what qualifies genetics as 'good' but going by your mother and your ancestors' portraits in the manor, you at the very least have no obesity running in your family.

I just would rather you stayed mostly sober as we sort of rely on each other here to get through things and if one of us is blissed out, the other might be in trouble.

Good to know. I believe you have good genetics, though I am just as blind to knowing what that means myself. But judging from yourself and your-- your looks. The bone structure...

You're very handsome, is what I mean.

Between the two of us, I am sure you will agree that I much more commonly remain sober, so you needn't worry.

Thank you. I never thought so, but I've learned differently relatively recently. We both know how to cut a fine figure, when need be.

We do indeed.

I'm so very grateful you're here with me, Edward. I know I said it before I really do mean it.

You would say that, otherwise you'd not get your groceries.

I kid. I too am glad we're here together, if we have to be here at all.

Me too. If I have to do anything as unpleasant as this, I want to do it with you.

You make me stronger and better equip to deal. You make me a better man.

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