[For being an actual theater kid Kumon looks wildly out of place in the renn faire. Maybe it's because he hasn't dressed to the times, but it's not like anybody over here is trying to dress him in period specific outfits.
He stops entirely when he sees an entire human sized rabbit hopping by.]
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w5: Monday
He stops entirely when he sees an entire human sized rabbit hopping by.]
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After a beat:]
Is this... the pizza zone?
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then, what is this place? I've never seen anything like it.
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[She absolutely mangled the pronunciation. The fuck is this.]
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[He says this so cheerfully for what he's saying.]
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judging from the blank look on her face, those sure were words!]
... Um... Right. A "con."
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[Is this better?]
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She nods, a look of understanding on her face. Better!]
Are these things common where you're from?
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[She shrugs. Can you make a con out of that?]
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[For a moment, she seems displeased — before it's gone.]
Do you get along with him?
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Like... Orange sunset, Burnt Tangent.