[ Koo-nary... Is that how it's spelt? They don't have names? Jesse lifts his eyes from his meal, an questioning eyebrow raised. How can something not have names? ]
Well... [ Jesse fidgets the fork between his fingers, his leg under the table jiggling up and down with anxious energy. ] My, uh, my name's Jesse. Just... y'know. Jesse. [ Shifting on the seat again as he glances down at his plate, then lifts his eyes back onto the Bull while continuing with a nervous attempt at a joke: ] Though, heh, guess if I was, like, koo-nary or whatever and didn't have a name, you could call me The Skinny Dumbass.
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Well... [ Jesse fidgets the fork between his fingers, his leg under the table jiggling up and down with anxious energy. ] My, uh, my name's Jesse. Just... y'know. Jesse. [ Shifting on the seat again as he glances down at his plate, then lifts his eyes back onto the Bull while continuing with a nervous attempt at a joke: ] Though, heh, guess if I was, like, koo-nary or whatever and didn't have a name, you could call me The Skinny Dumbass.