Text to Cor: Sure, I will be the one wearing bunny ears and a sunny disposition, naturally.
Text to Cor: Let me think about it.
Text to Kaylee: You can't devour demons without facing forward. We will talk.
Text to Jon Boy: Will consider. May require matching my knife to my Sunday brunch dress in case I run into Aunt Jes or my father.
Text to Jon Boy: I'm kidding about the dress wearing part.
Text to Dom: Your KTM Enduro is a sweet ride.
Text to Dom: Are you going to Easter at the family stranglehold too? I came across these bamboo poison darts in my travels I want you to take a look at.