Part 902: Cynthia B

Ugh, my ears are still ringing... I'll grant that the kick to the shins was warranted, but she didn't have to yell!

Wheeew! This is the heaviest batch yet!

...Oh, hey. Inigo. How goes it? Any luck with the laaadies?

Does this look like the leg of a lucky man, Cynthia?

Ouch. That's quite the bruise there. ...Well, we all have our off days. Or our off... every days.

I don't need you to twist the knife! Just let me lick my wounds in private.

Aw, I'm sorry, Inigo! I didn't mean t like that, I promise.

Enough. Let's talk about you for a change. What's all that you're carrying?

Um... cake, mostly. I think? These girls in town just started giving me gifts, but I haven't had time to look.

Girls? Cake? Gifts? Girls? Town? ...GIRLS?!

It was so weird! I was just walking along when they started running up to me! Kept wishing me luck and saying I was their idol or something. I dunno.

Oh, right, sure. You dunno. Cakes and girls just fell out of the clear blue sky. ...DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW JEALOUS I AM RIGHT NOW?!

Hee hee! Well, it does feel pretty good. I won't lie.

I guess I can see why girls like you. What with that dashing heroine thing you've got going on.

I guess? I'm not really sure.

All those girls... fawning over you... I'd give anything to have that happen to me.

Aw, don't get all weepy on me agian. You gotta knuckle down and man up!

Here, eat some cake. You'll feel better.

...Mmmrph! Thanks, Cynthia. I still feel pathetic, but I appreciate the sentiment.

Yay! Now go get some suger in you and climb back up on that love horse!