[audio // @jackwynand56] third transmission. [locked to everyone but angel]

[belowthesea]

Uhhh.

[Why can't he ever sound natural on the network. He clears his throat, and speaks in that deep, authoritative voice with the tone of a frightened child.]

How do you... mm.

[You can do it, Jack. You already went through the trouble of learning how to filter posts.]

I wanna... ask. A girl. Something. How do I... do that.

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[belowthesea]

[He glances around, bemused by the reaction. He's just sort of gotten used to being a grubby mess by now... and the blood is keeping his hair puffed up in a funny way.]

I don't know?

[He knows he'd said he was going to when Angel stayed over... but then things had been awkward and he'd been sad and... he forgot.]

[10milliondollars]

Okay, first? You're gonna take a shower. A long, hot one with lots of soap, shampoo, and conditioner. Then, you're gonna just burn those clothes you've got on. There's no saving them.

[belowthesea]

I like these.

[That doesn't make them... date clothes, Jack. Wear them at home. You nasty boy.]

[10milliondollars]

This place can give you exact replicas. Clean exact replicas. No girl in her right mind is gonna let you get near her in those.

[belowthesea]

But this one's mine.

[Jack... Jack, please.]

[10milliondollars]

Okay, but that outfit looks like it reeks. You're gonna have to wear clean clothes if you want this girl to like you.