

“I love them! One of my best friends is a girl!”

“Girls aren’t into guys who obviously hate them.” “We’ve explained this before, man,” Michael said. “If your misogyny was any more out there then you’d be able to get a spot on Fox News,” Anna said. “You know she’s going to bask in all the attention she gets wearing that costume, and then get on social media and bitch about how a bunch of guys were staring at her in the costume she used to get that attention!” “Why do we even hang out with you when you spew stupid bullshit like that?” Liam asked. “Girls who walk around like they think the world owes them something because they’re in a sexy costume are the worst,” Rick said, rolling his eyes. “Cosplay people who think they’re the character are the worst,” Anna said. “That girl was going on like she actually thought she was a Galactic Enforcer.” “Besides, the odds are good but the goods are odd at conventions like this.” “You’ve been barking up that tree for how many years and it hasn’t worked?” she asked. It was her universal signal that he needed to shut up before he said something monumentally stupid that got him in even deeper than he already was. “Because if you are then there are probably lots of open minded ladies at this con, and…” “Wait, so are you saying that’s something you’d be into?” Michael asked, his eyes lighting up. Like we’re talking I wouldn’t mind having a little fun with her if I was willing to take a walk on the wild side.” “I don’t, thank you very much,” Liam said with a sniff. So do you want to tell us what was going on there?” “But it looked like you were flirting with that girl pretty hardcore. “Who was your friend?” Anna asked, wiggling her eyebrows so there was no doubt exactly what she was insinuating.
