[Oh... Well then. Dave lets the bag drop from his hand and, making sure to pick up the macarons on his way out, flashsteps out after Gary.
He really isn't looking so hot. He can understand why Gary wouldn't want to barf in someone else's discarded bag, though; who the fuck knows where that thing's been? He's just gonna have to note that for later; Gary's fussy about germs, got it. Maybe he could find something cleaner.]
Are you sure you-- [Wait. "Do you know how many rats probably walk all over these floors?"]
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He really isn't looking so hot. He can understand why Gary wouldn't want to barf in someone else's discarded bag, though; who the fuck knows where that thing's been? He's just gonna have to note that for later; Gary's fussy about germs, got it. Maybe he could find something cleaner.]
Are you sure you-- [Wait. "Do you know how many rats probably walk all over these floors?"]
...You're scared of rats?