[ah. sausages. possibly maybe cricket sausages. oh well. peter jabs at one and down the hatch it goes. chew chew chew. oh and there's the unpleasant not quite recognizable as meat flavor. sorry kate, please excuse him a minute while he discreetly hides the evidence of his displeasure in a napkin.]
Aw man. Those are terrible. [he feels the pain in kate's life now. so sorry for doubting.] What? Neither. That is my name.
[oh who does he think he's fooling? absolutely no one.] But are you a murdering psychopath?
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Aw man. Those are terrible. [he feels the pain in kate's life now. so sorry for doubting.] What? Neither. That is my name.
[oh who does he think he's fooling? absolutely no one.] But are you a murdering psychopath?