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AlexandraRamos Ohhhh, crap. The way he saw it, he had three options.
-Run away
-Make up a stupid excuse
-Do some weird voodoo to confuse her and THEN run away
"Uhm...socks." Why must Jimbo always embarrass himself like this? Especially since Teegan had already done most of the job. It was like he was finishing himself off. Slowly heading towards total mortification.
No. He refused to be embarrassed. He would stand up and be a man. "My way of calling a truce and agreeing to disagree and going on with our lives until we cross paths again and probably argue once more." Ooh, that was a pretty good excuse for being put on the spot and sucking up his embarrassment.
"Notice: The sock is white." He gave her a look like 'duh' and held out his hand to get his sock back from her. He'd need that. Although, the way he was holding out his hand it would probably look like he was waiting for her to shake it, just like someone would after accepting a truce.
Teegan watched him as he contemplated what to do next and what to say. She was definitely going to go find a place far away from here and laugh until she cried.
Uhm...socks. Is all he as? Teegan smirked to herself.
"Obviously I see the sock." She told MR. Jimbo.
"So." Teegan started thinking deeply.
"If I agree to this truce, does that mean you're going to carry the sock around until our next arguement?" She asked slowly, a little suprised that she was slowly losing her Greek accent.
Teegan raised her eyebrows at his stuck out hand, wondering if he wanted the sock back, or to shake hands on the agreement of a truce. She looked at the sock and then back at him,
"The sock seems to be an off white, with a hint of yellow." She told him with a sloppy grin. She held the sock behind her back, doing a noverbal spell to make it disappear from sight and her hand, she smirked at him.
I'll call the truce next time. She thought to herself. She stood there, waiting to hear his next argument.