I never make fun of anyone. [ Sarcasm, thy name is Gilbert. He bats his eyelashes like he's in a club acting incredibly innocent.
Someone comes in and he switches to work mode--kind, courteous, and not at all like the actual Elliot or Starchild, and once the pretentious hipster leaves he's right back to leaning over the counter in his Queen shirt and stupid, stupid apron. ]
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Someone comes in and he switches to work mode--kind, courteous, and not at all like the actual Elliot or Starchild, and once the pretentious hipster leaves he's right back to leaning over the counter in his Queen shirt and stupid, stupid apron. ]
Sorry. Some people think I'm really, rally catty.