“Well, looks like we’ll have to talk to him again.”
“But we keep talking! And talking! And talking! I’ve had enough!”
“Umm… honey?
“I just can’t stand it! I’m exhausted! His singing sucks, too!”
“Hon?”
“Let the SimNation Idol judges tear him a new one if that’s what it-”
“Johnny! He’s behind you!”
“OHHH! I USED TO WORK IN ROARING HEIGHTS, IN AN OLD DEPARTMENT STORE! I USED TO WORK IN ROARING HEIGHTS, BUT I DON’T WORK THERE ANYMORE!”
“Ughh… He’s singing again!”
“Try to sleep through it, hon.”
“I can’t! I wish he would just shut up already!”
“Ahhh, can we just thank the Watcher we’re not anything like those two?”
“You can say that again, Ripp.”
“What would we be without our killer communication skills.”
“Speaking of communication, we still need to finish our talk about your disturbing the peace.”
“Come on, Phi. Can we hug it out first?”
“Well, I think we’ve heard enough close-mindedness for one day.”
“Mrs. Huffington, all we said was-”
“Shhh! Shhhhhh! All this toxic energy is bringing my headache back! Marty, we’re leaving.”
“Alright, in a sec.”
“Now!”
“An open relationship?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“I’ve heard those are pretty rough. Feelings of jealousy and discomfort and whatnot… Not something meant for everyone. Props, I guess?”
“Oh, it’s easy to deal with those! Just, you know, stop yourself from feeling those feelings! Repression is better than giving into toxic urges, after all!”
“Wait… What?”
“So, let me get this straight: you never talk that kinda stuff out? No communication at all?”
“I don’t understand. Communication is good. Without it, I don’t think Ripp, Phi, and I would have ever made this work.”
“Why would you be open about such possessive feelings? You are so backwards!”
“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Huffington… That’s you guys, right?”
“Mmhm! And it’s so lovely for Heather and me to meet other polyamorous people, too!”
“Wait… polyamorous?”
“Mmmhm~ We’ve been poly since we got married! It’s lovely!”
“Huh, I never would’ve guessed. There’s, you know, just two of you…”
“Well, of course. We’re in an open relationship, hehe. That is, Marty lets me be free as a bird~!”
“Mmhm, and then I have dinner ready for Heather-Weather when she comes home and we go to bed.”
“Ummm… I see.”
“Hiiiiiiii~!”
“Good morning, Miss Nigmos.”
“Do I… know you?”
“Ripp, can we talk?”
“What’d I do? Did I leave the seat up last night, or…?”
“Ripp, look, we’re both really happy you got your dream job, but you’re not the only one who needs sleep, you know? The late night noise needs to-”
*ding dong!*
“Was that… the doorbell?”
“Mmmm… I’ll go get it. Must be the paper boy.”
The twins became toddlers~!
Linda went right to the babbus!
The Sims of San Myshuno 