I was sitting there minding my own damn business the other night, and HE decided it was time to speak up. You have to handle them sternly, you know.
Wolfe : I want to talk to you.
Me : About what?
Wolfe : My life.
Me : Oh. Okay, shoot.
Wolfe : Don’t tempt me.
Me : Excuse me?
Wolfe : The tree thing? That hurt, lady.
Me : Talk to your alpha about that.
Wolfe : She’s….er, your daughter.
Me : Your point?
Wolfe : (grinning) See? That was a Connor response. She’s a figment of your imagination.
Me : Newsflash, so are you.
Wolfe : (not grinning) I know that. You’re talking to yourself.
Me : No, my self is talking to me.
Wolfe : What?
Me : (very patiently) You initiated this conversation, not me.
Wolfe : Uh…sure, fine, okay. You’re a very strange person.
Me : Tell me about it.
Wolfe : Was that an invitation, or are you just…
Me : Did you have a point in all this?
Wolfe : No more trees.
Me : I make no promises.
Wolfe : That’s not encouraging.
Me : Deal with it.


