[Ash had hoped his tail would go away while they ate but so far no dice. Fuck. Ah, well. Furry life it is, he guesses.

The burgers were cheap and amazing and everything you want in fast food, so Ash is pretty content as they start heading back to his campground.]

--so lookin' at the competition, I think I'm almost guaranteed to get Darcy. Helps that we work with the actual Mister Fuckin' Darcy himself.