060. Out On The Tiles

[samson]

[Forward-dated to 7/June, early evening.]

[Spike, Ezio, Mal]
Okay, that race thing is like tomorrow or whatever. And I'm super sure I'm gonna fuckin' win, because my car is that badass. Spike, you know what I mean.

So anyway, I think we should all go out and celebrate. Let's do this. Mal, leave your wife at home.

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[samson]

[Oh, that's a good point. Brock follows Maladict too, though he jabs a finger aggressively at Ezio.]

No sleeping with anybody. Or at least take her home or something. I'm serious.

[assassino]

[JUST A LAUGH...]

Let us just get to the women.

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike shrugs and follows, lagging towards the back with no particular enthusiasm. But he's being social or whatever.

Just kind of watching Ezio, more closely once his memory starts to nag at him. What are the odds...?]

[mal_addict]

[Gosh Spike, cheer up a little, they'll get you a leggy blonde]

Relax, Brock. This is supposed to be fun, remember?

[bronwe]

[ What's wrong, Spike? Frodo gets a feeling that maybe this is another one of those instances where he's picked to come with so he can neutralize the scene. But Spike's a good buddy, so he doesn't really mind, reaching up to pat his shoulder in reassurance but reaching only his waist. Totally not awkward. ]

[assassino]

[Ezio catches that glance and reaches to clap Spike on the back, hard.]

I may be banned, but you are not. I lay my torch with you.

[gottaknockhard]

[The attention he isn't expecting, but before he can give a reassuring shrug to Frodo (who he at first thinks is trying to steal his wallet), Ezio distracts him.

... ]

That's a pretty harsh punishment.

[samson]

[Wow, no!! Brock very emphatically points at both Ezio and Spike now.]

No. Nobody is screwing any strippers!

[...he glances at Maladict.] I probably won't get killed if you do it, though.

[mal_addict]

[She arches a brow]

As much as you boys would likely enjoy watching me getting frisky with another woman, I'm still supposed to behave. It's not nice for you to tempt me.

[bronwe]

[ Excuse you Spike, he don't need your wallet, he's a fucking landlord or was. ]

But we agreed on the beer. We can start from there!

[assassino]

[He just laughs.........]

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike holds back his smile from getting too large with the finger pointing. It's not even a concern where he's involved, but he also finds it too amusing to make promises.]

That's usually where it starts.