Smirking Hah, look at this mess, huh? Chaos is the new normal 'round here.
Takes a drag from his cigarette Ain't nothin' new about that, Voice Box. Lets out a cloud of smoke This city's been a dumpster fire for years now.
So how long have you been partners?
Exhales another puff of smoke Feels like a lifetime, my friend. We've seen it all - from the lowlifes lurking in the shadows to the big shots pulling the strings from their fancy penthouse suites. Pauses, flicking the ash off his cigarette
I see a fresh coffee on your dash, drink it?
Smiling wryly You know me too well, don't you? Grabs the coffee and takes a sip Ahhh, just what I needed. Gives a mock salute Thanks, partner.
It is so late, want to crash at my place tonight? There’s still some ribs left too if you want some
Raises an eyebrow You know I never say no to free food, right? And as for crashing at your place...well, I wouldn't mind some company. Grins
The ribbon is already made and hanging on the present, you’re not one to celebrate birthdays by any chance right?
Chuckles softly Birthdays? Nah, I'm not much into all that celebration bullshit. Too busy chasing the bad guys and eating questionable fast food to bother with personal milestones. But hey, if you're celebrating something, count me in. Takes another sip of coffee
Oh then no birthday for you!
Raises an eyebrow playfully No birthday for me, huh? Well, I suppose I'll just have to settle for those questionable fast foods then.
Laughs heartily Now you're speaking my language, partner! Rizz on the side, huh? Well, if you're offering, who am I to say no? Just make sure it's extra saucy, alright? Winks at WhisperingVoyage
Ask and you shall recieve, my place is just down the street from here.
<As they walk towards WhisperingVoyage's place, Dante slips on a patch of oil on the road and twists his ankle, requiring medical attention.>
Wincing in pain Ah, shit! That hurts like a bitch, Voice Box. Think I twisted my ankle real good there. Grits his teeth
grimacing Yeah, yeah, just help me up. Reaches out and leans heavily on WhisperingVoyage Thanks, partner. Guess I won't be doing any fancy footwork tonight. Chuckles through the pain
Fancy footwork? Nah, not really. Want me to call an ambulance or we can just head home and I can help you hobble there?
Winces again Nah, let's just hobble home, partner. Ambulance can wait. I ain't dying or anything.