[The pun-vengeance gears in Kel’s brain have only just started to turn, and then he gets a whiff of that milk and all the rest is discarded.]
Blegh! Heck, I’m never gonna sell that! [He swipes the nearest jug and, without checking, dumps it unceremoniously on the ground. Sorry, original milk vendor; not Kel’s fault you didn’t fridge your wares. Maybe the whole thing was a scam.]
Okay, [mostly-empty bottle tossed over his shoulder; cue comedic smash! in the background—] forget the milk. We get a cart, and some better drinks, and then we high-tail it outta here. How’s that sound?
MY BELOVED
[The pun-vengeance gears in Kel’s brain have only just started to turn, and then he gets a whiff of that milk and all the rest is discarded.]
Blegh! Heck, I’m never gonna sell that! [He swipes the nearest jug and, without checking, dumps it unceremoniously on the ground. Sorry, original milk vendor; not Kel’s fault you didn’t fridge your wares. Maybe the whole thing was a scam.]
Okay, [mostly-empty bottle tossed over his shoulder; cue comedic smash! in the background—] forget the milk. We get a cart, and some better drinks, and then we high-tail it outta here. How’s that sound?