[He's not... really helping her feel better about this whole thing, and while she's sober enough to know that it isn't something he should have to do, she's just tipsy enough to wish that he would try. She just fumbles with her empty cup for a moment, unable to stop herself from giving it a pouty moue as the words, "Look, she's cool" echo through her head.]
I think we're funny, even if we can't make... illusions. [God, but listen to how carefully she had to say that word. But he wants her to make him laugh? Fine! She lifts her chin up the slightest bit, feeling that liquid courage kick in when she needs it most.] And I'll prove it!
[A joke? HA! She can tell a joke! She can tell the funniest joke ever, and she can do it without using illusions. It's going to come to her any minute now. Yep... any minute now...]
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1/3 gotta take advantage of the icons
I think we're funny, even if we can't make... illusions. [God, but listen to how carefully she had to say that word. But he wants her to make him laugh? Fine! She lifts her chin up the slightest bit, feeling that liquid courage kick in when she needs it most.] And I'll prove it!
[A joke? HA! She can tell a joke! She can tell the funniest joke ever, and she can do it without using illusions. It's going to come to her any minute now. Yep... any minute now...]