[ Peter's actually surprised by the drinks -- because they sorta look like the stuff from the dingy nightclubs he used to frequent -- enough so that he lets out a startled laugh. He lifts the glass, as if inspecting it. ]
Shit, since when are the bartenders here taking lessons from the Ciegrimites?
[ she somehow doubts that first bit, since she knows that Peter leads a team back home and leaders always have to speech it up at some point, but she won't pry. ]
The two old men--yeah. One is legitimately an old man and the other is an old man trapped in the body of a twelve-year-old. This place sure brings in some Characters.
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I'm not gonna have to carry you home, am I?
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[ She gives an innocuous tilt of her head just as the waiter returns with (2) of those near-neon colored cocktails, one for the each of them.
Shut up the color reminds her of the stuff they serve in the clubs back home. ]
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Shit, since when are the bartenders here taking lessons from the Ciegrimites?
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[ In any case, she lifts her glass, too, holding it up at Peter as an invitation to toast. ]
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[ He clinks his glass against hers. ]
To people giving a shit?
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[ She raises her glass after they toast and takes a nice, hearty swig of that drink. ]
And to you not orating at me.
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Trust me, Goto. I'm not one for lectures or speeches. 'Sides -- pretty sure you've heard more than enough from the two old men in your life.
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The two old men--yeah. One is legitimately an old man and the other is an old man trapped in the body of a twelve-year-old. This place sure brings in some Characters.
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Yeah, that's putting it lightly.
The real nightmare would be if the two of them teamed up, though. A tag-team match lecture to end all lectures.
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Maybe we should just have them lecture all the jerks in Maurtia Falls. They'd feel so bad.
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Maybe that's the real secret weapon. Have Maxwell and Ken lecture all the bad guys into submission, set up a city-wide PA system.
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Those two could bring those tough thugs down to their knees in tears, probably. I can see that happening.
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There you go. No more need for your guys'-- [ what was it? ] --book club.
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Yeah, but then I'd just get bored.
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Isn't that what expanding your collection is for?
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[ stealing from them rich mobsters 5eva. ]
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What are you talking about? I did no such thing.
[ And then she leans in to whisper, ] But, fine. No more dirty texts. Got it.
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Maybe use your own words, next time. I'm sure it'd be a lot better written.