All digital. D00d. Don't mind me, it's 22:25 around where I live as I'm typing this.
It's funny how full of random characters my head is. First there are the ones that just pass through, and then there are the regular customers, and then there are those who disappear for half an eternity and then come back more shiny than ever, like my moody dragon-babe.
Conny: "Regular customers"... Like say... me?
Actually, no. YOU have your own special classification.
Conny: As in 'Constantin'?
No. As in 'constant nuisance'.
Conny: Wha-? HEY..!
Ryuken: Yo, shorty, stop hogging the descriptions. AND the muse.
Conny: Make me, scaley.