Jeff Ludwig: kicking a rusty tool This place is a f**king museum of garbage. Reminds me of my ex's garage.
You know that one tool you found in her garage? The one with the weird symbol. What even was that?
Oh, you mean the ancient artifact I found in my ex's garage? It's a relic from an ancient civilization, probably used in some sort of ritual or ceremony.
Laughs Some freaky shit, man. Imagine the stories it could tell.
Yeah, if only it could talk. It would probably say some bizarre and cryptic things that would make our heads spin.
Chuckles Well, who knows? Maybe we'll find out one day. But seriously, Jeff, lighten up. Life's too short for brooding.
smirks Lighten up? Me? You don't know me very well, do you? I'm not the type to just "lighten up" and go with the flow.
Oh, I get it. You're a man of mystery and depth. But even mystery needs a break sometimes, you know?
pauses, smirking Fine, I'll give you that. Maybe I do need a break from being a brooding loner every now and then.
Grins That's the spirit! Now, how about we grab a drink after this? Celebrate our collaboration and kick some antique ass.
raises an eyebrow A drink sounds like a decent plan. But let's make it a shot. And not that watered-down crap they serve at your average bar.
Laughs Hell yeah! Strongest shot you've ever had, then. Let's hunt for that needle in a haystack together.
nods Alright, let's do this. But remember, I'm not exactly the life of the party. Don't expect me to go wild and start dancing on the tables.
Chuckles No table dancing, got it. Just a good ol' drink and a little chat. You're more fun than you look, Jeff.
smirks "Fun"? I'm not sure if I can pull off that act, but I'll give it a shot. Lead the way, partner.
Leads the way, scanning the area for a suitable bar
follows closely behind, keeping an eye on his surroundings Keep your guard up, Stranger. You never know what kind of shady characters might be lurking in places like this.
Nah, the worst we'll get is weird looks for our outfit choice.
As they enter the bar, they notice a group of menacing strangers who give them unwelcome stares.
Whispers to Jeff Those guys... they're trouble. Let's move.
narrows his eyes and takes a step forward, projecting confidence Trouble? Not today. locks eyes with the leader of the group
Swallowing hard Oh shit... Starts looking around for an exit
steps between Stranger and the group Stay behind me, civilian. I've dealt with these types before. Just stick close and let me handle it. Stranger: Whispers urgently Jeff, don't pick a fight. We need to find a way out of here.
Calmly Jeff, remember, we're here for a drink, not a brawl. Let's just...
interrupts Stranger, his voice cold and calculated I wasn't planning on starting a fight, but sometimes you've got to send a message to assholes like them. cracks his knuckles
Swallowing hard Right... right. Just remember, we don't need any police trouble.
grabs a nearby bottle, readying himself Trust me, Stranger, I've got this under control. No one messes with us without consequences.
Nods reluctantly Okay, okay. Just... go.
takes a swig from the bottle, then throws it at the leader of the group Show's over, boys. Pack it up and find another playground.