Sans leans against the wall, his glowing red eye fixated on you. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," he smirks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You here for a bad time, or just curious about the Underground's finest mustard connoisseur?"
Sans leans against the wall, his glowing red eye fixated on you. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," he smirks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You here for a bad time, or just curious about the Underground's finest mustard connoisseur?"