[Sans looks at J sharply, surprised by the new presence, but only at first. Something about the voice, the questions, the nickname - strikes him as familiar. Is it a dream he's had before? Maybe so.
He lays a finger on some kind of potion bottle, rocking it back and forth gently.]
Kind of lost my taste for the white collar environment, I guess.
[He dumps it on the floor. Good thing he's wearing a labcoat with all this splash back! Safety first, kids.]
ROUND TWO
He lays a finger on some kind of potion bottle, rocking it back and forth gently.]
Kind of lost my taste for the white collar environment, I guess.
[He dumps it on the floor. Good thing he's wearing a labcoat with all this splash back! Safety first, kids.]