Vincent (to Poppy): Oh good heavens. It smells human up here. How on earth did you manage that, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm not sure you want to know what was causing that smell, lover... All I know is Captain Nutt & his crew are disgusting.
Vincent (to Poppy): Tell me about it, hun. I finally got the engines de-gunked. They were beyond foul. I'm shocked it stayed in the air! There was a mummified fish behind the chimney for the boiler. A mummified fish, lover. I don't even know what to think.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I found what I can only imagine was an experiment gone horribly awry in the galley & left there to produce life... I think it may have winked at me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Dear God... Not that I doubt your card-playing prowess, hun, but are you sure Nutt wasn't the one running a scam on you? If Miranda and Belinda didn't need this ship, I'd recommend cleansing it with fire. In fact, I may STILL suggest that course of action.
Poppy (to Vincent): Did he really strike you as the type, honey? Oh what if you're right. You don't suppose I've lost my edge due to this pregnancy & my state of domestic bliss, do you? That would be awful.
Vincent (to Poppy): I doubt that very much, hun, but, we'll know for sure if he tries to shoot us next time he sees us.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh my... That sounds awfully dramatic, lover.
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. I'm only kidding. Well... Mostly kidding. You know how my luck tends to run. And yet, you still married me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, it was momentary insanity I assure you, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm sure you never expected it to be filled with excitement such as mucking out a horrifying airship. Speaking of which... Let me see if I can get Miranda on the horn before she switches frequencies.
Poppy (to Vincent): Alright, honey... I'm going to go back over to the Falcon and get cleaned up.
Vincent (to Poppy): I don't blame you, hun. I don't blame you a bit. I look, oh good heavens, and SMELL like a horrorshow.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'll try not to use all the hot water, honey. :-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. See that you don't. You're the one who has to sleep next to me if I can't get clean. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm not sure you want to know what was causing that smell, lover... All I know is Captain Nutt & his crew are disgusting.
Vincent (to Poppy): Tell me about it, hun. I finally got the engines de-gunked. They were beyond foul. I'm shocked it stayed in the air! There was a mummified fish behind the chimney for the boiler. A mummified fish, lover. I don't even know what to think.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I found what I can only imagine was an experiment gone horribly awry in the galley & left there to produce life... I think it may have winked at me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Dear God... Not that I doubt your card-playing prowess, hun, but are you sure Nutt wasn't the one running a scam on you? If Miranda and Belinda didn't need this ship, I'd recommend cleansing it with fire. In fact, I may STILL suggest that course of action.
Poppy (to Vincent): Did he really strike you as the type, honey? Oh what if you're right. You don't suppose I've lost my edge due to this pregnancy & my state of domestic bliss, do you? That would be awful.
Vincent (to Poppy): I doubt that very much, hun, but, we'll know for sure if he tries to shoot us next time he sees us.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh my... That sounds awfully dramatic, lover.
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. I'm only kidding. Well... Mostly kidding. You know how my luck tends to run. And yet, you still married me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, it was momentary insanity I assure you, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm sure you never expected it to be filled with excitement such as mucking out a horrifying airship. Speaking of which... Let me see if I can get Miranda on the horn before she switches frequencies.
Poppy (to Vincent): Alright, honey... I'm going to go back over to the Falcon and get cleaned up.
Vincent (to Poppy): I don't blame you, hun. I don't blame you a bit. I look, oh good heavens, and SMELL like a horrorshow.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'll try not to use all the hot water, honey. :-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. See that you don't. You're the one who has to sleep next to me if I can't get clean. :-P
