#hentaitxt

Bob: I am God. I can do anything you desire.

Eiffel: Can you breakdance?

Bob: No, Douglas. I cannot

Eiffel, turning away: Then you’re not myGod.

Eiffel: This is bad for the baby!

Cutter: What baby- where is there a baby?

Eiffel, putting his hand to his chest: Me. I’m the baby.

Minkowski: Remember that one time you fucked up?

Eiffel, sweating: That one time? Which time? I fuck up a lot-

You’re all cowards

Kepler: Don’t play dumb.

Jacobi: I’m not playing. My dumbness is real.

Cutter pointing at scribbles: What’s that? Looks like gobbledygook.

Eiffel: That’s my name. Minkowski calls my handwriting tragic.

Eiffel: This morning I started crying because I was so proud of my microwave

Eiffel: You owe me an apology. And three hundred dollars.

Hilbert: Why three hundred dollars?

Eiffel: Emotional damage.

Hilbert talking into his recorder: Eiffel never ceases to amaze me. This is hour… ten that he’s been doing this American ‘cha cha real smooth’ dance. I do not know how much longer his body can take. This is too smooth.