[Wow thanks Johnny... at least his head isn't part of a tree right now... Thankfully Gyro mostly ignores that, as he really would like to know what they have to eat that won't be dreadful and depressing like their last non-meal of shitty wine was. Hmm!
That said,] Yeah, yeah, I'm going.
[He hoists that bag over his shoulder and stoops a little awkwardly for another one with his arm still minorly messed up. Bags into the cabin, then some crappy food, then sleep. That's a good enough night, right?
No, it's bullshit!! Gyro makes it to the cabin door before his shoulders slump just for a second - the next he's upright and pushing the door open with a flourish, and turning back to face Johnny and speak in a made up "fancy" accent:]
Welcome, sir, to our finest chateau! Freezing your ass off thanks to drafty doors is included free of charge!
[And he goes headfirst into half of a bow (so he doesn't spill the bags, he thought this through), waving his arm again. Take this half-gag. Take it. Tell him in a dead voice he's funny.]
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That said,] Yeah, yeah, I'm going.
[He hoists that bag over his shoulder and stoops a little awkwardly for another one with his arm still minorly messed up. Bags into the cabin, then some crappy food, then sleep. That's a good enough night, right?
No, it's bullshit!! Gyro makes it to the cabin door before his shoulders slump just for a second - the next he's upright and pushing the door open with a flourish, and turning back to face Johnny and speak in a made up "fancy" accent:]
Welcome, sir, to our finest chateau! Freezing your ass off thanks to drafty doors is included free of charge!
[And he goes headfirst into half of a bow (so he doesn't spill the bags, he thought this through), waving his arm again. Take this half-gag. Take it. Tell him in a dead voice he's funny.]