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.

Comments

[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.