[It's a scathing look he gives her up and down, eyes linger on the rollerblades on her feet with undisguised disdain. He's not asking why she's wearing rollerblades, but it's obvious that whatever reason she might try to give, he's not going to approve or see as valid.]
Just talk while you... [He gives a vague wave of his hand as he joins her, his hand moving back down to give Arnold a brief scratch on the top of his head. (Don't get an ego, pooch. It's brief.) He says the next word like he can't even begin to fathom how something could possibly be so beneath him.] Skate.
[It's naturally easier to condescend about her mode of transportation than it is to address anything else.]
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Just talk while you... [He gives a vague wave of his hand as he joins her, his hand moving back down to give Arnold a brief scratch on the top of his head. (Don't get an ego, pooch. It's brief.) He says the next word like he can't even begin to fathom how something could possibly be so beneath him.] Skate.
[It's naturally easier to condescend about her mode of transportation than it is to address anything else.]