Jeff takes a moment to watch as that ice cream drips down... and down...
Man, suddenly he wants ice cream.
Anyway! Jeff sort of knows Klaus. Not by name or anything, but by sight, in passing. They hit some of the same haunts, and he seems like a cool guy, so a friendly conversation is long overdue.
Only now he can't stop staring at the trail of ice cream going down the guy's arm-- oh there it goes. No need to stare anymore! Jeff snaps out of it.
"Yeah, major god complex, right? He really just needs to park at a cosmic gas station and ask for directions." Jeff pokes at his (suddenly very depressing salad) with a fork. "I wonder what's going on with him now. I mean, with all the--" He waves his fork at the ceiling, and the general... ship as a concept. "--ghost strike or whatever. What if they pulled a mutiny?"
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Man, suddenly he wants ice cream.
Anyway! Jeff sort of knows Klaus. Not by name or anything, but by sight, in passing. They hit some of the same haunts, and he seems like a cool guy, so a friendly conversation is long overdue.
Only now he can't stop staring at the trail of ice cream going down the guy's arm-- oh there it goes. No need to stare anymore! Jeff snaps out of it.
"Yeah, major god complex, right? He really just needs to park at a cosmic gas station and ask for directions." Jeff pokes at his (suddenly very depressing salad) with a fork. "I wonder what's going on with him now. I mean, with all the--" He waves his fork at the ceiling, and the general... ship as a concept. "--ghost strike or whatever. What if they pulled a mutiny?"