XMurdoch: Sorry we late.
Rafe: N'est rien (it's nothing). Truck just got here any -- hey, I told you to clear out!
Ellen: I, I thought you might want --
Rafe: Well, I don't want. Bouge ton cul (move your ass)!
Murdoch: Pretty girl.
Rafe: She's all right. I'm thinking it's time to trade up, though. That waitress they got at the Grill maybe.
Murdoch: No.
Rafe: No?
Murdoch: She a sharp girl. She got schoolin' an she on her way outta here. Last thing she need is a street gangster hangin' on her tail holding her down.
Rafe: ... oh, wait, you mean the brown-haired girl? What'd I want with her? She ain't showy.
Murdoch: ... you after Corinne.
Rafe: Yeah, her. You're in there a lot, oui? You think she likes me?
Murdoch: Oh, she'll like you fine. Don't sleep with your wallet.
Rafe: N'est rien (it's nothing). Truck just got here any -- hey, I told you to clear out!
Ellen: I, I thought you might want --
Rafe: Well, I don't want. Bouge ton cul (move your ass)!
Murdoch: Pretty girl.
Rafe: She's all right. I'm thinking it's time to trade up, though. That waitress they got at the Grill maybe.
Murdoch: No.
Rafe: No?
Murdoch: She a sharp girl. She got schoolin' an she on her way outta here. Last thing she need is a street gangster hangin' on her tail holding her down.
Rafe: ... oh, wait, you mean the brown-haired girl? What'd I want with her? She ain't showy.
Murdoch: ... you after Corinne.
Rafe: Yeah, her. You're in there a lot, oui? You think she likes me?
Murdoch: Oh, she'll like you fine. Don't sleep with your wallet.
When last we saw.... Murdoch - Rafe - Ellen
stuff kat likes:
Barsk is known for three things: its endless rains, its revoltingly furless residents... and koph, the drug that allows them to speak with the dead.
All contents copyright Kat Feete, 2008 and onward. Don't nick my stuff. Cheers.