[ She's joking, and he knows that she's joking, but the idea of having an investor--is pretty cool, okay. Still, he's listening as Heather does go on. Looking at his sketch pad (or doodling pad, for now), before grabbing one of the images of a duck to sit on top of it.
He points to the duck's back, going up the neck. ]
So the gun is stored in the belly, and when we squish it, it goes up the throat. [ ...He's staring at the image of the duck... ] ...do ducks have a-- can you scruff a duck?
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[ She's joking, and he knows that she's joking, but the idea of having an investor--is pretty cool, okay. Still, he's listening as Heather does go on. Looking at his sketch pad (or doodling pad, for now), before grabbing one of the images of a duck to sit on top of it.
He points to the duck's back, going up the neck. ]
So the gun is stored in the belly, and when we squish it, it goes up the throat. [ ...He's staring at the image of the duck... ] ...do ducks have a-- can you scruff a duck?
[ Isn't that what this sounds like? ]