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[teetheyes]

Saya, I dropped some parts off at your garage. Tell the queers working for you to curb the attitude.

Boy, you keep throwing my name around like that and you'll get a whole collection knocking at your door.

Let me guess, étouffée over turkey?

Cassidy, there's Bailey's on the second shelf. Go wire yourself a few bombs.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Hello. If you want to know, I'll be pleased to show you.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Hey there. You paying?

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Cor did the paying.

I'm Cassidy.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Same difference.

It's Faye.

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Pleasure, Faye.

So you up for it, then?

[glock30.livejournal.com]

You're either new or Cori neglected to tell you about me. Or both.

I'm always up for it. I'm just wondering if you can keep up with me.

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Both.

There's never been a girl or guy I couldn't keep up with, Faye.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Clearly none of them were me. What a pity.

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

You'll have to challenge me, Faye.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Shot for shot, or do you know another game?

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

I'll play any game you have in mind.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Down boy.

Shot for shot is more than enough. Or should I say bomb for bomb?

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Bomb for bomb, you've got it. Until one of us can't walk.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Loser has to carry the other home.

[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Deal.