Then, along came the Hutt.
Looking at the mess and at Spoof like this. |
This was their conversation:
Hutt: Looks like you have quite a lot of work to do here.
Spoof: Yup. I didn't know Newton didn't come today. Nothing got done this morning. Maybe the Mosquito should have told me.
Hutt: It's not up to the Mosquito to tell you. You need to do a better job of getting those things done. Don't leave things for Newton.
(At this point, Spoof, who had been trying to stay calm, lost it)
Spoof: You're only saying that because you like the Mosquito. I should have been told. Are you saying we shouldn't leave any work for Newton anymore?
Hutt: If you can't handle it, I guess not. *
Spoof: Then what's the point of Newton even coming here?
And all the Hutt did was glare at Spoof for another minute, then stomp away.
As always, of course, this conversation didn't begin with a reasonable tone of voice. The Hutt started out growling at Spoof and ended up yelling.
Can't. Contain. Rage. |
*Specks note - When Spoof told me this I said 'what does that mean'. We can't figure it out
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