Scott's Bounty Hunter Services

[Scott McLamok]

No wonder I am like this! *Places Lass on his shoulder*

[lass of something much]

* Infant Lass curls herself around Scott's neck like a slinky

[Scott McLamok]

*Sits back down into his chair*

[lass of something much]

By the looks of it, you've gone soft.

[Scott McLamok]

Pfft! I'm just not in the mood to fight you! You'd probably ramble on and on about how I can't physically hurt you......

[lass of something much]

Actually, you could.

[Scott McLamok]

*Sits closer* I take it you won't tell me?

[lass of something much]

I am simply saying I currently have a physical form.

[Scott McLamok]

One must wonder why.....

[lass of something much]

I simply chose to.

[Scott McLamok]

That's odd.....

[lass of something much]

Not particularly, no.

* Infant Lass yawns and rubbs her eyes

[Scott McLamok]

Soo......I can beat you up now?

[lass of something much]

I wouldn't advise it. Your child is asleep on you.

[Scott McLamok]

But I can?