( Rita blinks. If Lucifer spoke raccoon, he might interpret it as nice garden you got here, sure would be a shame if some feral creature were to pee everywhere. Or maybe it was just a blink. Who's to say? She doesn't get much of a chance to clarify; Jack snaps his fingers. )
Okay, listen. Let me just lay it out for you: give me the worm back, or I'm going to make things really, really annoying. I have a lot of free time now.
How do you have free time? I thought you were supposed to be training. [Like a magic trick, he produces the worm, expertly woven between his fingers. It's less about Worm Skill and more that he plays a lot of string games.
He tuts.] All I want is a 'please', that's really not so difficult.
( Proving that his manners absolutely exist, he offers a very clipped, very terse: )
Thanks.
( And hugs the worm to his chest as he turns to leave. Rita's head, like a swiveling parascope, stays pointed firmly at Lucifer in a weird, preternatural gaze from the back of his shirt the entire time. )
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Hey! Don't talk to her! Give me my stupid worm!
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Okay, listen. Let me just lay it out for you: give me the worm back, or I'm going to make things really, really annoying. I have a lot of free time now.
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He tuts.] All I want is a 'please', that's really not so difficult.
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But fine. If that's all it's going to take? He's dying on worm hill, he doesn't have to die on manners hill too.
He holds out a hand, and firmly says: )
Please.
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Thanks.
( And hugs the worm to his chest as he turns to leave. Rita's head, like a swiveling parascope, stays pointed firmly at Lucifer in a weird, preternatural gaze from the back of his shirt the entire time. )