User blog comment:Dark Seeker Kotsu/Interact with Beckett: Calling all OC's/@comment-5151355-20110215030829/@comment-3518265-20110215031117

Attempting to bug him, I got some grease off the tinfoil, and rubbed it on his hair.

"You're washing my hair when we get back. And fixing it." he muttured to me through a mouthful of burger.