De Chima might be an interesting prospect. But where is that club Harley mentioned? The one owned by another you. Just imagine, there might be a legal loophole to exploit there.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.
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.
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.
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...
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[Flattery will hopefully get him somewhere.]
obviously crime, just more a 'how' than a 'what', really.
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I am still doing research, but one of the other cities would likely be better suited for our needs. Perhaps we could rob a bank. How hard can that be?
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Which cities are more preferable? Perhaps we could move. The worst the place, likely for us to find something.
As long as we don't get caught... we do need start up capital.
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If we plan together, we won't get caught.
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naturally. how much are we thinking we'd need?
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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.
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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.
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Names? Oh, do share.
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I don't trust doing such on this infernal thingy.
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Then tell me when I come home with groceries. What food do you fancy?
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Tuna. Spicy mustard. We need more milk too.
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A cat's grocery list. I'll get it.
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Cats don't eat spicy mustard.
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Well, excuse you, kitty cat. Anyway, what shall we have for dinner?
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don't call me kitty cat! and i don't know. salad.
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Meow. And you say salad now, then you crave junk food at midnight.
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I can't eat junk food oR I'LL GET FAT.
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Stop being so paranoid! You weigh nothing! You are not getting fat.
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Famous last words.
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Right. You are so fat, Oswald. Massive.
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It's like you're asking me to throw our new plates at you.
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I'm teasing, Oswald. I can't take this seriously. You are not fat. You hardly have the genetic leaning toward it either.
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Oh. Really? ... Do you think I have good genetics?
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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.
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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.
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