What ever do you mean, Christy? I believe I've built you a FINE home.
You think THIS monstrosity is a FINE home?
It's a SHACK! How could you put me in a SHACK! After all we've been through!
...
What? Is there a PROBLEM with what I've said?
I'm sorry, I'm trying not to laugh. You do NOTHING.
...I say witty and humorous things.
Yeah, whatever you say. Oh look, a wish just popped up!
I have a bad feeling about this, what is it?
You want to get a job. As a journalist.
I DO NOT!
Don't blame me, blame the game.
You are the bane of my reality, may God strike you down!
Speaking of God, my not-so-religious friend, what's with the necklace?
Oh, you like it? So pretty! I wonder why it's in the shape on a "t" though...
...You are legitimately the stupidest person I have ever met.
What? What is it?
...Never mind, let's just go get you that job.
Oh, I'm overflowing with enthusiasm.
Ah, the subway. Oh, how I love the stench of rotten hot dogs and cigarette smoke. Oh the sound of yelling men and blabbering woman, Oh how the-
I get it. You enjoy torturing me. Do I REALLY have to go in there?
Yep! Just hold your breath and it will all be over in about... 15 minute.
Oh, the humanity.
Get me out of here! That was awful. New wish- GET A FREAKING CAR.
Oh, I would if I could, darling, but, it seems that the legacy wants you to have, in their words, a "humble" beginning, so I sadly cannot.
Ugh.
Oh, look at my little girl, growing up so fast! Her first job!
Haha, you're hilarious.
Well that was surprisingly painless.
Did you really have to flash the poor man?
Well I had to ensure I got the job.
Uh huh. Sure. Well, i hope you're ready to go somewhere else, because I have a surprise for you.
Again, I have a bad feeling about this.
Just get a move on, you pansy.
You sound like my middle school gym coach.
Just keep moving.
Yeah, yeah, okay.
Your simself? THAT was my surprise? Booooriiiing
Look behind the mailboxes, smart one.
Ooh... That guy is HOT... and kinda deformed?
Blame the camera. This, is my Sim-Brother, Damion. I created him for your evil ways.
Is he rich?
No, but he can be. You be good, I make pretty boy rich. Deal?
DEAL. Now let me at him!
Alright, alright!
"Do you know how I can contact Sherlock Holmes? Because I could use some help finding my way to your heart."
Barf.
Well, that's all we've got for now, come back next time to see how this little relationship works out.
Ciao!
