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[doggonemad]

Apparently. I got nothin', that's just what the message said.

[throughbamboo]

That's a lil' ominous.

[downs his drink] Wonder if it's got somethin' ta do with our stylist.

[doggonemad]

Shit, who even knows.

[ sighs, sending a text back, and then stands. ]

I'll go on ahead.

[throughbamboo]

[he pushes to his feet]

Right. I should stop by Forge first, then I might as well wander over ta see what it is. 'M curious.

[doggonemad]

No one says we can't resume drinks later, anyway.

[throughbamboo]

. . . I'd like to, if ya wanna.

[doggonemad]

. . . I wanna.

[throughbamboo]

[dips his head a bit, smiling]

All right, then let's do that.

[doggonemad]

[ ughHHH what is this feeling awkward thing.

he just gives him a nod and a wave and scoots out.

for now. ]

[throughbamboo]

[for now. See you at whatever the hell we're getting dragged into]

[doggonemad]

[ anyway. back to the lounge. ]

Those kids, I swear ta christ.

[throughbamboo]

[and back to the bar and their table. He chuckles a bit]

They're somethin'.

[doggonemad]

Pain in the ass, ya mean.

[throughbamboo]

Nah, I like 'em. Just too energetic for me.

[doggonemad]

Eh, they're good kids. — most of 'em.

[throughbamboo]

Most of 'em.

'Pparently one of 'em bullied one of mine into doin' that. The nice kind of bullyin', I guess.

[doggonemad]

Huh. Yeah, that sounds 'bout right.

[throughbamboo]

Be good for 'em to relax, I think. They're as bad as I am 'bout workin'.

[doggonemad]

An' maybe they'll help some've mine mellow out. Maybe.

[throughbamboo]

Maybe, they are pretty mellow.

As long as yours don't give 'em some project to do, anyway.

[doggonemad]

God. I can see it happenin'.

[throughbamboo]

Just a matter of time, eh.

[ordering a drink, finally]

[doggonemad]

[ getting one as well. ]

'til they realize it, anyway.

[throughbamboo]

. . . well, it ain't like mine'll see it as a bad thing. It'll make 'em happy.

[doggonemad]

Mine are menaces. All of 'em.