A Conversation with Eris, part III:
PCtG: Shit! Babe! Don't do that!
Eris: Why not? You're always sitting. How else do I get to see your cute ass if I don't scare you out of your chair?
PCtG: Sorry babe. I try not to show it off.
PCtG: Okay, you got me. So, uh, Sup?
Eris: Not much. Was just in the neighbourhood. Saw that presentation you gave last night. Not half bad.
PCtG: Thanks. I've had a good teacher.
Eris: Damn straight. Anyway, I was wondering if we could talk business.
PCtG: Sure. Shoot. I'm listening.
Eris: Well, I have a proposition for you. . . [silence]
Eris: I'm getting to it.
PCtG: Sure you are.
Eris: Look, what I wanted to know was how bad you wanted that thing you asked for.
PCtG: Which. . . Oh. Don't answer that.
Eris: Okay, this time I won't [winks]
PCtG: Well, I've thought about it some more. I'm not totally sure I want it.
Eris: You know you could definitly have it, right?
PCtG: Yeah, I do. I also know that there's a load of shit with that. You know, with great power comes great responsibility. To quote a movie and all.
Eris: That one was pretty good.
PCtG: You saw it? Did they carge you for a ticket, or did you use your whole "Goddess Nature" to get in free?
Eris: I just downloaded it from the internet, babe. The exchange rate for ambrosia to US Dollars is pretty low right now.
PCtG: Oh, I, uh, see.
Eris: Anyway, you're well off topic.
PCtG: You made me this way, babe.
Eris: Don't remind me. Anyway, do you want what you asked for, or not.
PCtG: I need more time to think about it.
Eris: You don't get anymore time. I've been very nice up to this point. You need to make a choice.
PCtG: Then no. I don't want it.
Eris: You've got more balls than I thought. Nicely done.
PCtG: Yeah, well, after a quick estimate of how these things would play out, I think I'm better off.
Eris: [sighs] You're probably right.
PCtG: Always am.
Eris: Except when you argue with me, Hon.
PCtG: Oh, yeah, I forgot about that.
Eris: Sure you did.
PCtG: Somehow, I get the impression that this conversation isn't over?
Eris: You're right. There is something else I wanted to talk about.
PCtG: And that would be?
Eris: You're underinflating recently. Why is that?
PCtG: What exactly am I underinflating?
Eris: You're ego, Baby.
PCtG: I think it's doing just fine.
Eris: It's not. You need to reinflate. You're like a flat balloon, and I'm getting sick of looking at you.
PCtG: Well, this is, quite possibly, the way I like it.
Eris: No, it isn't. You need about 6 women swooning over you at any given time. What was your last count?
PCtG: Um, about zero.
Eris: Exactly. You're drowning in a sea that has no water, child. Wake up and smell the saltwater!
PCtG: I thought you just said there was no water?
Eris: [punching PCtG]
PCtG: Ouch! That hurts!
Eris: You deserve it for that last comment.
PCtG: You're probably right. Thanks.
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