[Oh God. Oh... God. Ew. Dee wrinkles her nose up, the smell of something absolutely godawful hitting her nostrils. Dee doesn't know what the fuck it is, but it's bad, and she wants it gone.
...And then she turns and sees an octopus-man coming toward her, with a foldy chair under his arm and sunglasses on his face. And it quickly dawns on her that the smell is coming from him. His stench rivals Charlie's, which would almost be impressive if Dee didn't feel like gagging right now.]
Y-Yeah? Uh. [She stares at him distrustfully. She doesn't know what he means by 'new' yet, but... that's a question for later. She's too distracted by the stench, and by... the mysterious place this stinky dude's trying to recommend to her.]
...Are you... heading to a sewer? Because I don't want to hang out in a sewer.
LMAO I LOVE HIM
...And then she turns and sees an octopus-man coming toward her, with a foldy chair under his arm and sunglasses on his face. And it quickly dawns on her that the smell is coming from him. His stench rivals Charlie's, which would almost be impressive if Dee didn't feel like gagging right now.]
Y-Yeah? Uh. [She stares at him distrustfully. She doesn't know what he means by 'new' yet, but... that's a question for later. She's too distracted by the stench, and by... the mysterious place this stinky dude's trying to recommend to her.]
...Are you... heading to a sewer? Because I don't want to hang out in a sewer.