bonkakira-and-friends:

“I don’t see why not…”

He winced and coughed at the large
exhaust of smoke, but sighed in relief afterwards. Apparently, that was a
good thing; she was eating now. Well, scarfing. He silently thanked
AJAX manufacturers and nodded to Vinny.

Looking at Bowyetta, he searched for something to say.

“So, erm, what’s in the can…?”

Bowyetta opened the can and took a drink from it. She then reached into her hair and produced another. “Is being of Bowyetta’s favorite soda, Mr. Sir! Would you also be liking of one?”

As she placed the cans on the desk, she sank back into the bed. Seeing the expression on his face, she decided to be the one to speak up. “Mr. Sir… Can Bowyetta be talking to you of something? Is being about Bowyetta’s life before she had come here. Are you knowing much of Bowyer society?”

“Oh, no thanks,” the Repairman replied. After a moments thought, he asked, “Could I take one for the road, though?”

He was grateful for a better conversation piece, and he relaxed somewhat.

“Can’t say I know it,” he replied, casually. “Why?”