Like some kind of Jay and Silent Bob thing? [She was trying to picture a hunter with a puppy eyed angel giving him sad eyes running around talking about smoking blunts and fucking bitches. It made her laugh.

Not nearly as much as his comment about what his date said, her eyes tearing up as she tried to picture him as a manatee cousin.] Oh god. I suppose it' a good thing you didn't turn into one during that little ruckus. I might have decided to try to eat you.

[She poked him in the side with a finger.] You're not nearly as blubbery.