"I'm just the delivery guy, man," he said, smirking. "But I'm glad I caught you at home. See, there's a problem you've got coming, one that you gotta deal with. This time, it ain't about your daughter so much, but your son. Well, and the rest of your family too. And your other...associates," he continued. The delivery man looked like he was enjoying a warm bath, or an excellent glass of wine, in the face of Poseidon's rage. "Though I don't suppose you're exactly best buddies with them." He rocked back on his heels arrogantly. "You, uh, gonna invite me in, or are you just gonna leave me standing out here like some jerk?"
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Date: 2012-07-12 07:14 am (UTC)He rocked back on his heels arrogantly. "You, uh, gonna invite me in, or are you just gonna leave me standing out here like some jerk?"