Not much to tell. [He stares at his plate for a moment, conjueing up a few memories. ] I'm an old man, Miss Potts. My stories are outdated, my memories are expired goods. I just thought this wouldn't happen to me for at least another fifty years or so.
And I'm not too keen on spending dinner spinning a few tales about the 'good old days'.
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Date: 2012-05-26 11:59 pm (UTC)And I'm not too keen on spending dinner spinning a few tales about the 'good old days'.