[[. . . with affection. That was new. That was... Nice.
What did it mean?
Was he trying to butter him up for something?]]
Edward,
I meant why does it matter if we're still agreeing to disagree?
You aren't planning on inviting him to dinner are you? Is that what the cake is for? Who the cake is for? If it is you should just ask him. And I'll go out to eat.
Re: 3/21
HE was the one being rude when I was trying to be helpful. I would hardly call that an argument.
[[Because then he'd have to admit he may have been in the wrong in some way or another. And he was not going to apologise for having opinions.]]
I haven't spoken to him since.
What does it matter anyway?
Yours,
Oswald
Re: 3/21
Disagreement, then.
Matter? Oh, about the cake?
[ Ed Nygma, everyone. ]
- With affection,
Ed
Re: 3/21
What did it mean?
Was he trying to butter him up for something?]]
Edward,
I meant why does it matter if we're still agreeing to disagree?
You aren't planning on inviting him to dinner are you? Is that what the cake is for? Who the cake is for? If it is you should just ask him. And I'll go out to eat.
YOURS,
Oswald
Re: 3/21
Edward,
I was just curious. Since you are both my friends. ...friends of mine? Friends that I have?
[ Oh good. This unease with how to word things again. ]
The cake is for you. Why would I invite him to dinner?
Yours 'til the cat meows,
-Ed
Re: 3/21
Why wouldn't you invite a friend to dinner? Not that I see any reason to invite him. But if you did, I wouldn't want to interrupt.
[[He'd want to stare menacingly from a corner.]]
Yours always,
Oswald
Re: 3/21
I don't want to invite him for dinner. As I said, the cake is for you.
Always and truly,
Ed
Re: 3/21
Then I look forward to sharing it with you this evening.
Also with affection,
Oswald
Re: 3/21
Until then.
Affectionately yours,
Ed
[ Back to that again, it seems. ]