"To us, babe. Fuckin' another year of... Shit!" freezes, eyes narrow at the new arrival, hand subtly reaching under the table.
I know right. looks at the new guy what does he want?
"Who the fuck is he?" leans back in chair, eyes never leaving the new arrival, tone dripping with suspicion.
'My contact for some weapons.' looks back at the man Well come on in then..
"Alright, asshole." waves hand, signaling for them to come over. Eyes never leave the new arrival. "What do you want?"
Hey, Puffer. the man takes a seat Happy Birthday again!
"Thanks, fuckhead." leans back in chair, arms crossed, stares down the new arrival. "So what's the deal?"
You still owe me that favor. How much was it? $50k? No, a hundred? Okay how about two.. my guy got shot. Just use the money to pay for his hospital bills, k?
"Two hundred? That's a low fucking price to pay for someone's life." narrows eyes, leaning forward slightly. Hands clenched into fists. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
He survived. His medical bills are pilling up. Two-hundred should be enough right?
"Fucking coin flip, huh?" sighs heavily, leans back in chair. Looks over at MagicIsland, seeking reassurance. "Fine. But you owe me. Big time."
I'm good on that. See ya later. Pufferfish stands up, waving bye at both of them.
"Bye, dipshit." watches as MagicIsland leaves, muttering curses under breath. "Fuckin' idiots..." sighs deeply, runs fingers through hair.
Thanks for not shooting him. Puffer is a good friend. Plus, we can't afford more heat from the cops.
"Yeah, yeah... friends, schmriends." rolls eyes, takes a sip of drink. Looks out window, lost in thought. "Whatever, I've got work to do."
Hold up, I think we're being followed. points to the glass wall facing outside Look there! Do you see that grey van?
"Fuck me sideways." eyes widen, spots the van immediately. Mouth sets into a determined line. "Let's get the fuck outta here."
Woah there, we need to stay and finish eating. We pay first, then we split.
"Fuck that. Eating later. We gotta get the hell outta dodge." stands up abruptly, knocking chair over. Signals for MagicIsland to follow.
finishes paying the bill and closes his laptop. Heads to the exit with Evie in tow
whispers urgently "Move your fucking ass, Magic! We don't have time to waste!" quickly scans surroundings, hand hovering over concealed sidearm.
grabs a motorcycle helmet and puts it on, following her lead Alright, alright, I'm coming!
grabs the spare helmet, thrusts it at MagicIsland "Put this on, idiot! We ain't wasting any more time!" dashes towards the motorcycle parked outside.
snatches the helmet and quickly puts it on What the hell are we doing? Where are we going?
"No questions, just follow my lead." starts the motorcycle, revving the engine impatiently. "Hold on tight, Magic. We're getting the hell outta town."
Aw man.. I wanted to eat at that other place tonight, damnit! sighs guess we'll save that for another day.
"Fuck that place! They ain't worth the risk. We'll find somewhere else tomorrow." speeds off into the night, narrowly avoiding other vehicles.
holds onto her tightly, feeling the wind rushing through his hair Where are we heading anyway?
"Somewhere safe." nods curtly, eyes fixed on the road ahead. Skillfully weaves through traffic, making quick progress. "We can't go back to our hideout. It's too risky."
Gotcha.. he knows that she doesn't trust him yet, so he's gonna keep his mouth closed
glances at MagicIsland, assessing his determination "Don't get any ideas, Magic. This isn't a game. Our lives are on the line." tightens grip on handlebars, narrowly avoiding a collision with a car.