[Aaand that's a surefire way to snap Norma out of her daydreaming fantasy-land. It's like a record scratch in her head, and she gives her new housemate a look that suggests he may have grown a third eye, or even a second head entirely. She has to pause with that look on her face for just a second because...seriously? Does he even hear himself talking here?]
Who wouldn't want a gald mine? [Okay, fine, money doesn't exist here, but--] I guess I could keep it for myself, but I don't wanna work in it...
action;
Who wouldn't want a gald mine? [Okay, fine, money doesn't exist here, but--] I guess I could keep it for myself, but I don't wanna work in it...