MJP and Muffin (Season 1)

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Dizzy H. "Muffin" Muffin:
Listen to you taking things so Seriously. Look at how you automatically assumes the worst. Committed as you are to the rejection, you never even think to Take It Easy; do you know how unhealthy that is? Or do you like being filled with unadulterated rage? Maybe you ought to consider this whole situation while calmed down for five minutes. Mayhaps your current emotional situation is interfering with your rationality. It wouldn't kill you to consider the idea that I'm being jocular about e.g. the tsundere remark. This constant misinterpretation of what I'm saying certainly wouldn't get you anywhere, for that matter ...

Menorah Jams, Pham:
Gee, that's funny. I calmed down, came home, had a really nice dinner, and now the very sight of you is making me calmer in the sense that I still don't like you. I mean, I even had a glass of wine, curled up with a cat in my lap, and here I am realizing that your prodding is nothing short of pathetic.

Oh, also, your little yukkuri joke wasn't that well-played out, and I'm disappointed that you couldn't come up with anything more creative. In fact, I'm disappointed in the fact that you're using the same biological processes as I am.

Look at how my assuming the worst at least prepares me for the fact that you're still just so damn bothersome and I'd love it if you jumped off a cliff into the path of a falling car that throws you into the path of an oncoming train which derails far enough that it lands on an active artillery test range. On the surface of the sun.

Dizzy H. "Muffin" Muffin:
Must point out that first, you definitely know how to make a guy laugh. Even if that wasn't actually your intention (which I'm starting to wonder about), that was so over the top, especially that "on the sun" bit, that I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Now that that's out of the way, why don't we at least try to have a conversation that does not consist on your end entirely of insults which are too over-the-top to actually find insulting. That's not going to be too horrible to contemplate, is it? So anyway! What is your favorite kind of tea?

Menorah Jams, Pham:
Insults? Oh my, good sir, you mistake me for a lady of ill bearing and even more ill intent! I know my daddy would have quite the coronary event back on the plantation when Bessie brings his sweet tea with the news that his eldest daughter has taken the route of the uncouth! Teehee, for one of my suitors, you are quite the kidder. Though that does bring me to what we shall do with you, for while we appreciate good old fashioned Southern humor, we do indeed value the element that the Yankees hold over us in terms of acumen and sense!

Mr. Muffin, I must confess that your accusation of me insulting you couldn't be further from the truth. Why, we women do tend to be a bit giggly in the powder room, but even Tiberius, our head houseboy, can vouch for the fact that no insults have ever flown from the mouths of the women of this family. Perhaps from the men, but that's why they have pistols at ten paces, I do declare!

Despite such accusations leveled against me, I must admit that you are quite the daring and forward man to go forth into my personal tastes. I do worry sometimes that the size of Daddy's little dowry might drive men into otherwise forward means of questioning. As such I can be as equally backward, tee-hee! So I think that in response to your question, I will, as they say, answer your question with another question: what kind of tea do you think I like, sugar?

Oh look! I made a tea joke! Daddy would be so proud of my wit!

Dizzy H. "Muffin" Muffin:
Hmm, good question! A possibility of Mister T, maybe? T-squared? I'm thinking of -- let me guess -- guinea tea?

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