[Sucks to be them. Des's phone is so old that text messaging didn't exist when it was made. Compulsively, he checks it anyway and... Yeah, it looks about as likely to work as the Titanic is unsinkable.
He shifts, keeps an eye out for anything weird, trying to see if he can catch why people are being turned away- no dreamvites, likely. Leave it to people to just sneak into a line and see if they can get in just by their looks.
When it's his turn, Des slouches a little, giving the impression of someone bored and skeptical of this whole dog and pony show.] Desmond Descant. You need the middle initial too, pal? [He turns to whoever's behind him and laughs like his joke was the funniest thing ever.
Gay James Dean is apparently a master of lame jokes.]
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He shifts, keeps an eye out for anything weird, trying to see if he can catch why people are being turned away- no dreamvites, likely. Leave it to people to just sneak into a line and see if they can get in just by their looks.
When it's his turn, Des slouches a little, giving the impression of someone bored and skeptical of this whole dog and pony show.] Desmond Descant. You need the middle initial too, pal? [He turns to whoever's behind him and laughs like his joke was the funniest thing ever.
Gay James Dean is apparently a master of lame jokes.]