"Dr" Mellow

"Good afternoon, I see we're finally getting the sun more."

That was admittedly simpler of an order as he was expecting to hear.

"A classic," the doctor would comment as he ordered it as well as a mint one in a waffle cone for himself.

"I don't mind a man who's simple enough to please."

[7 beers.]

[How much have you had to drink?]

[Don't move I'm on my way.]

[Where are you?]

"Oh I'm absolutely sure I'm going to be pulling bits of shrapel out of one of you before the weeks over."

He'll give him a small wave goodbye and just a small amused sigh.

[You want a glass of water first]

//Don't get me wrong i like the slowly growing "bearification" of Chris, but i think they need to actually up it and do it properly

[Oh you're very drunk.]

// he certainly looks better than what they did with Chris in 8

//they definitely knew what they were doing when designing him for this game

flavours, all the standards, exotic flavours, and a few local specific ones.

"Yes, the ice cream one." He'd then hold the door open for the other to enter into the place, and he would follow directly afterwards.

"You get worked up easily don't you Mr Bernard?" He'd ask as he walked on over the counter.

"Pick a flavour, I suppose I'll pay."

There was many choices for >

wouldn't have had that discussion now would we?"

"Nothing wrong with talking about yourself,"

A brief hum escaped him as he took a moment to think over what the other had said they were into.

"Makes you more, wahts the word... Multifacisated?" A shrug followed as he stopped outside the ice cream shop.

"But if you understood mechanics we >

[Are you perchance drunk?]

"are you going to tell me anything more about this ice cream obession, or you, or am I playing armchair psych again?"

"I was in the middle of heart transplant."

Of someone who is definitely a criminal but it's fine, the doctor doesn't care who his shady patients are. Even if they're wanting ice cream.

"I'm sure they do," he'd shove his hands in his pockets as he'll step out onto the streets, and down the road.

>

"Do I amuse you?"

Pushing glasses up slowly.

"No problem, hate to see a patient die young."

"No, of course not. When it comes to you specifically, maybe."

"Strangely cute."

"Did you say redacted out loud?"

"If you keep doubting yourself I'm not above brain surgery."

"Because youre nice and i like nice things."

"Well, congratulations. May you have many more."

"No need to shout i am right in front of you."

"I humbly disagree."

"I have my tastes, that is all."