[It was hypothesized by a scientist who had her PHD in fashion! We should test that sometime]
[Chell, uh, we'll call that a look of disbelief. Closely followed by an eye-roll.
'Lord', really. Is this guy serious? He can't be, dressed like that - but apparently he is. In a way, it's almost comforting to see a guy like this at the mansion - whatever it has to offer can't be that dangerous if this man - pardon, Lord Buckingham, has managed to survive with such an impractical sense of style.]
[Chell shakes her head, not out of refusal but dismissal, a 'you can't be serious' kind of gesture, and she keeps walking. She stops, but it's only to smash another mirror, which she graciously lets Lord Buckingham see. That puts us at, what, thirty-five years, right?]
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[It was hypothesized by a scientist who had her PHD in fashion! We should test that sometime][Chell, uh, we'll call that a look of disbelief. Closely followed by an eye-roll.
'Lord', really. Is this guy serious? He can't be, dressed like that - but apparently he is.
In a way, it's almost comforting to see a guy like this at the mansion - whatever it has to offer can't be that dangerous if this man - pardon, Lord Buckingham, has managed to survive with such an impractical sense of style.]
[Chell shakes her head, not out of refusal but dismissal, a 'you can't be serious' kind of gesture, and she keeps walking. She stops, but it's only to smash another mirror, which she graciously lets Lord Buckingham see. That puts us at, what, thirty-five years, right?]