[Dave reminded himself at some point that he should be aware of people wandering around and entering the temple. He didn't want to be caught looking stupid or spaced out, after all.
Then he forgot. Then someone was coming.
The voice isn't immediately familiar, it takes seeing who it belongs to for Dave to tie two and two together. It's John's hot mom. Or nanna? It's hard to keep up. He really should make sure not to refer to her by any of those, but if it happens, it happens.
He's actually not sure what to refer to her as, or what to say. He's one part sheepish about sitting here alone and one part desperate for human interaction. Especially from someone from his world. She hasn't noticed him, so at least he has the chance to say something innocuous and start casual conversation.]
Hey, bench related incidents are more common than plane crashes. It's fact. I read it in a book once. Granted, it might be outdated by now, but I'm pretty sure that statistics support bench oppression. [Casual conversation = nailed.]
We did! Paradisa aaaand. Gargleblasted? I think??
Then he forgot. Then someone was coming.
The voice isn't immediately familiar, it takes seeing who it belongs to for Dave to tie two and two together. It's John's hot mom. Or nanna? It's hard to keep up. He really should make sure not to refer to her by any of those, but if it happens, it happens.
He's actually not sure what to refer to her as, or what to say. He's one part sheepish about sitting here alone and one part desperate for human interaction. Especially from someone from his world. She hasn't noticed him, so at least he has the chance to say something innocuous and start casual conversation.]
Hey, bench related incidents are more common than plane crashes. It's fact. I read it in a book once. Granted, it might be outdated by now, but I'm pretty sure that statistics support bench oppression. [Casual conversation = nailed.]