Dammit. Hold on, I heard something. BRB
Dex:
Holding . . .
Dex:
. . .
Dex:
10 minutes later, still holding ...
Dex:
Balls shriveling up.
Margot:
Okay, I’m back. What’s this about yourBallsshriveling up? Is that something you say to all the girls or am I special?
Dex:
Ha ha.
Dex:
Is everything ok you said you heard something? What’s going on?
Margot:
Ugh, I have this faucet in my kitchen that refuses to cooperate. It’s been leaky and making these weird sounds, like the entire housesounds haunted when all we’re trying to do is fill a glass of water. It’s become a nightmare.
Dex:
Well. Get a plumber.
Margot:
That’s easy for you to say, you probably have 150 bucks to throw at some guyJustto show up on your doorstep and then another few hundred to fix whatever the problem is. My house is haunted, let’s be real.
Dex:
First of all, I can fix a pipe or a leak. How hard can it be?
Margot:
Dear Lord, do you dabble in plumbing on the weekends?
Dex:
No, but I know enough, and there are videos on the internet that show you exactly what needs to be done.
Margot:
Are you volunteering to come fix my pipes?
Dex: