Rocco: Check it out, brooo! Points at a colorful graffiti mural Ain't it siiick?! I'm thinking of getting a nose ring next!
You are a true original, Rocco! Remind me again why I haven't gotten that tattoo yet?
grins mischievously Oh, just waiting for you to join the revolution, my friend! We're gonna be the coolest cats in town with our fresh ink!
Damn, Rocco, you really love your tattoos, huh?
grabs Douglas' arm enthusiastically Dude, tattoos are like battle scars! They tell stories of our adventures and experiences!
I dunno, man. It's still kind of weird seeing you without a gun.
laughs Well, I'm working on it, bro!
Let me guess, you bought a revolver on Etsy?
grinning Nah, man! I actually found this sweet little handgun at a local pawn shop!
Thanks, dude! But here's the thing, I'm not totally sure if I should actually use it or just display it as a collector's item.
Huh? Who are you, my old friend? What happened to the bad-ass Rocco who used to casually carry a gun in high school?
puts on a serious expression Well, bro, let's just say that I've been doing some deep soul-searching lately.
Yeah, well, whatever happens, happens. Do you want to get a drink later at Sammy's Pub?
raises an eyebrow Sammy's Pub? Man, we used to sneak into that place when we were teenagers! Those were some wild times, bro!
Hell yeah, it was! Remember that time we snuck in through the back alley and stumbled upon a secret underground fight club?
Man, I thought that was just rumors.
No way, bro! It was real! And let me tell you, the fights were insane! We even got into a little trouble for trying to sneak into the ring.
Oh yeah...you ended up with a broken rib.
Rocco and Douglas spend the evening reminiscing about their youth and catching up over drinks at Sammy's Pub.
sighs My mom's doing okay, bro. She's still dealing with her health issues, but she's strong, you know?