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[never_very_good]

No free drinks. Don't care if it's unfair, find someone to buy you one. Plenty of people glad for the company.

Vince, if you show, yours isn't free. But you know that.

Never seem to see too many familiar faces these days, but you know where to find me.



[ooc; no other frankie daltons not that anyone else plays him wheee. open to action at either the Raven or the Blue Light since he'll drop by both, or anywhere else he's likely to be. <3]

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[buildabetterbomb]

[He waltzes into the bar]

So maybe I can deal with the fact that you're fucking me girl.

[never_very_good]

[Oh hey, it's his favorite person.]

Yeah? Good.

[Don't see you've got much of a choice, Moore.]

[buildabetterbomb]

[Hey, batnose.]

An Arthurs, will you?

[He sits at one of the barstools]

She told me if I didn't she would kick me arse.

[He has no shame admitting this. Lets be honest, here.]

[never_very_good]

[If Moore doesn't pay he's putting this on Eden's tab. Which he'll pay. That doesn't count as him buying Moore a drink, though. Just to be clear about things.]

Good choice, then.

[buildabetterbomb]

[Yeah he's not paying]

Don't get so smug about it, batnose.

[never_very_good]

Hey, just saying we both know better than to get on her bad side.

[buildabetterbomb]

Anyway I'm staying in your flat.

[never_very_good]

That the deal I have to take for you to lay off whining?

[buildabetterbomb]

That and you're not allowed to punch me because I kissed her.

[never_very_good]

What the fuck, Moore!

[He's not going to break things he's not going to break things. Teeth gritted.]

[buildabetterbomb]

For fuck's sake, it's not like I took her in a fucking fit of passion on your kitchen table.

By the way, you know I know about that, right?

[never_very_good]

[Deep breaths. He's just gonna glower.]

[buildabetterbomb]

Stop looking at me like that.

[never_very_good]

Didn't punch you. Be glad about that.

[buildabetterbomb]

Punch me and dead with girlie.

[never_very_good]

If I punch you over her. Bet I could find a reason she'd live with.

[That's just idle talk, he doesn't even sound particularly angry.]

[buildabetterbomb]

You and I both know that's a lie.

[never_very_good]

I gotta believe you're capable of not being a prick for five minutes, man.

[buildabetterbomb]

Well, yeah.

But not to you.

[never_very_good]

Sure as shit not gonna take your word on it.

[buildabetterbomb]

Well if Eden likes pricks, what does that say about you, huh?

[never_very_good]

That I'm a lucky, lucky man.

[And a married one, but he's not going to rub salt in your wounds about it, Moore.]

[buildabetterbomb]

[Huff. He takes a drink of his beer.]

[never_very_good]

[He tries not to grin, and manages about ninety-five percent suppression.]

[butilikedthose]

Aw, come on, Peachfuzz. Like I'd even want a handout.

[never_very_good]

You just know you don't have a chance.

[butilikedthose]

You know I'd never pass up an opportunity to punch that charming face of yours.

[never_very_good]

Always welcome to try.

[butilikedthose]

Such a gracious invitation.

You know, I think we need a new name for you, Peachie.

[never_very_good]

Yeah? Could try Frankie.

[butilikedthose]

Kinda boring, isn't it?

[never_very_good]

Kinda my name.

[butilikedthose]

Yeah. And?

[never_very_good]

Nothin'.