Apparently Louis is trying to make me lose my patience by jumping ahead of our little story. The car he's referring to is actually MY new car – the one I'm coercing my new thrall to buy me. A Noble! Cute, huh? It should be arriving any day, and not a moment too soon. I'm so sick of driving his Mercedes SLK Kompressor around... I mean, really. Who drives those crappy cougar-mobiles anymore anyway?
Poor Lo
uis. No thrall to buy him a cute car. Or to keep him sated at night...
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