Mac

[morebetter]

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[morebetter]

"Nah, dude. I'm trying this new life philosophy where if you're under five-foot-three, I pretend you don't exist. You barely make the cutoff." Mac raises his hand to about five feet off the ground to illustrate. "It's great for ignoring women and wimps."

He looks at his cafeteria tray and starts to scheme. Mac loves a good scheme. It's invariably more fun to plot and anticipate and get excited for whatever hijinx await than to actually succeed at the plan, or at least, that's what Mac assumes, as he has yet to really succeed at any plan.

"We could lure her with food."

[myagents]

Price is many bad things - most of them, actually, but not an idiot.

"Well...I had an argument with her, so she doesn't trust me. You are going to have to do it."

[morebetter]

"No problemo, dude. I've got natural charisma. Animals and old people love me." Mac shimmies his shoulders in a little exaggerated preen. "Mice like cheese, right? So let's just get some spray cheese from the cafeteria and spray a trail for her into cannon."

Hah. Stupid mouse.

[myagents]

"I regularly do chores in the kitchen, I can provide you some proper solid cheese this evening."

There, he made it look like he's actually going to contribute. And Mac was the one that was nicest to him, so far, so he believes his point is proven.