Mary Poopins Love
Songster
May I just say, poor Tobias.
"I can take him in the shipment with your dragons. We can export them today if your okay with that. And also Tobias, you have no innocence left. From the moment you didn't turn me in, you'll never be innocent again.""Oh, that's sick, dude. You're sick, dude." Tobias wiped the tongs on his pants and flipped the other burgers, rolling the steak over on the grill. "I am not housing you here and risking what innocence I have left." Tobias posted the tongs at Nic aggressively, "You take him."
Nic opened his briefcase again. He took out the doctor's coat, glasses, and a comb. "Put these on and fix your hair. Nobody needs to recognize you. I have the appointments written down on a paper in your left pocket. Disguise your voice and don't act like you. Any questions?"Tobias' jaw went slack. "Gosh, I hate you." He muttered. "Alright. Tell me what to do. Just- golly, dude, tell me what to do."