Vincent: After sitting still almost for a whole day before my computer, I'm <BR>feeling exhausted both mentally and physically. Perhaps someday I'll make a <BR>man who leads a very, very hardworking life. There's no alternative for you <BR>to use between hush and hustle.
Ms. FinalFantasy: To keep your eyes in good condition, you'd better take <BR>some eye drops. And you may simply take some eye exercises if you don't want to <BR>say hello to your friends with red eyes.
Vincent: No more physical abuse of my eyes. I've got enough information on <BR>the internet about how to protect your eyes. But I really envy someone like <BR>you who looks with excellent eyes shining like the dearest kind of gems. Pure <BR> and clear are what I've discovered in your pupils with my red eyes(and as <BR>dull and as red as an ox). You'd better not dress in red in case that I'm <BR>raged like a Spanish bull and knock into you and swallow you.
Ms. FinalFantasy: Thanks. It's easy job, guy. Don't be cruel to your eyes <BR>and they pay you back with abundant surprise in return. And when you wash you <BR>face and look into the mirror, you'll be proud. <BR> <BR> Vincent: In addition, I should say your eyes are eloquent. And full of <BR>expressions. You won't speak if your eyes can handle the work for your lips and <BR>tongue.
Ms. FinalFantasy: Well when you can actually inform or imply someone of <BR>your motives by your eyes, why bother to speak? What a pity for the blind. <BR>I'll give an eye if I want you gentleman to make a cup of coffee for me. I'll <BR> give an eye if I'm in bad mood and you know the right thing to do is to <BR>leave me in peace. I'll give an eye if I'm angry and you know to put out the <BR>fire you'd better apologize or disappear immediately. I'll…
Vincent: Why not make eyes at me like a helpless lamb? <BR> Ms. FinalFantasy: Seriously, I make eyes at everybody. But the meaning <BR>varies with what kind of person I'm looking at. But that's not funny. That's <BR>immature. Don't ask in this way.
Vincent: Starvation…is not good for me. Starvation…I don't want to, sit <BR>on a lemon tree…
Ms. FinalFantasy(smiling): Hey, please don't sing in that way. It's kind of <BR>silly. |
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