"There's a fundamental difference between friendship and a work relationship, if you make it clear you'll be a good ally she might do the same..something something mutual respect something something. There's lots of people I absolutely hate that I also respect, it is possible."
"Hrm..I guess you've got two options then, either turn down the offer or make it right with this girl and move on. Heroes are supposed to be moral or whatever..making amends and all might give you the best of both worlds."
"That's different then..working with someone you don't like is tricky, you can't tell if they really have your back when shit hits the fan. I'm just not a good advisor here, you know how I am with sidekicks and all that."
"Things escalate how exactly? You don't know shit about me, and quite frankly I'm getting a little tired of this yammering quite frankly."
What a weirdo he's gotten stuck talking to, the shady threats aren't exactly putting him in a spectacular mood either.
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"I'm Canadian. Either way, doesn't really matter where I'm from.."
A short pause, can't help but wonder what the hell this windbag is rambling on and on and on about.
"What exactly does that mean? You some kinda..nationalist? Or just an idiot?%
"I..see."
If he had a nickel for every patron that's harassed him he'd close up shop and move somewhere tropical.
A firm hand moves the others away from his face, stern voice growing ever rougher.
"Listen pal, customer service isn't my strongsuit so I've +
"I am having a great time, chatting up drunks is all I ever aspired to..well, I guess when I was a kid I wanted to play for the Toronto mapleleafs."
Apparently that path isn't available after you beat one of your minor league opponents with a hockey stick..
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Reading was never quite his strongsuit, luckily he had quite the effective system for knowing exactly where everything was despite his blindness.
Absently leaning over the bartop, mind wandering to how things were going with his presence gone off the streets. +
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" talk, huh. I guess that's something I like to do. " he eyes the bottle up and down, and grins when he recognizes the familiar shimmer of jewels in his favorite brand. then again, he'd known the correct bottles were grabbed the moment dante read the labels.




