[Will hasn't even bothered to change his communicator's background. Jesus. Mike makes a note to fix that as he checks Will's messages.
Somebody's sending him texts. Somebody... named Abigail, apparently. A girl then.
A girl with a really weird sense of humor.]
Who's Abigail? [He asks the bearded dog sprawled out over his lap.] She says to give you a kiss from her. Yeah, I can see Will doin' that but not gonna happen with me, buddy. ... Hey, don't look at me like that. Oh, come on, not with the eyes...
[With a grimace, he kisses the palm of his hand and reaches out to pat the kiss on Gunther's head. Oh, gross, nasty, there. Will owes him for that.]
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Somebody's sending him texts. Somebody... named Abigail, apparently. A girl then.
A girl with a really weird sense of humor.]
Who's Abigail? [He asks the bearded dog sprawled out over his lap.] She says to give you a kiss from her. Yeah, I can see Will doin' that but not gonna happen with me, buddy. ... Hey, don't look at me like that. Oh, come on, not with the eyes...
[With a grimace, he kisses the palm of his hand and reaches out to pat the kiss on Gunther's head. Oh, gross, nasty, there. Will owes him for that.]