[Never mind that Stan didn't actually run into him, and if he had, never mind whose fault it woulda' been. Not Stan's. Then he stops, looking the guy over.]
I ain't bumped into you before. Did you just move in?
[Not that he knows everyone here by name, but he's lived in apartments before. Not freaky space rock ones, but you know, whatever. It was a long time ago, but he knows how it goes - you gotta' get at least familiar enough with people to guess at some things.]
Not that I'm lookin' to bake you a cake or anything, I just wanna' make sure I'm not gonna' be livin' near a crazy axe murderer. You ain't, are you? You kinda' look the type.
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[Never mind that Stan didn't actually run into him, and if he had, never mind whose fault it woulda' been. Not Stan's. Then he stops, looking the guy over.]
I ain't bumped into you before. Did you just move in?
[Not that he knows everyone here by name, but he's lived in apartments before. Not freaky space rock ones, but you know, whatever. It was a long time ago, but he knows how it goes - you gotta' get at least familiar enough with people to guess at some things.]
Not that I'm lookin' to bake you a cake or anything, I just wanna' make sure I'm not gonna' be livin' near a crazy axe murderer. You ain't, are you? You kinda' look the type.