[Considering he is still inadvertently wearing (and coughing up) the remnants of his sprite catching fiasco from the day before despite three showers--Mic was right, you get it on you and it's just there for the rest of your life--he can't argue.]
[He offers a broad smile.]
It absolutely counts Young Jiro!
[So long as you manage not to inhale one of those little fuckers you are golden as far as he's concerned.]
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[He offers a broad smile.]
It absolutely counts Young Jiro!
[So long as you manage not to inhale one of those little fuckers you are golden as far as he's concerned.]