practice.” “Yes, but a T-shirt wouldn’t have been nearly as flattering to your figure.” I stopped walking in order to fix him with a baleful eye. He didn’t even flinch. “Are you seriously going to stand there and talk about my tits when things are this messed up?” “Be reasonable, October; I could have been talking about your ass.” Tybalt looked at me haughtily. “My interests are far more versatile than you give me credit for.”
Tybalt makes a joke that is actually funny.
