But I ain't no madman.

[whitetwoguns]

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[whitetwoguns]

You both did get along pretty well. Fucking small world.

[He licks his teeth before taking another drag from his cigarette. What a great thing to come home to. And no fucking heads up? What the hell is this shit?

Larry taps off his ash as he blows the smoke upward.]

To getting a place? Yeah, I guess.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[No pause, because Pink's brain processes. He decides to wait off on that conversation for another day. Probably with Orange. The kid cracks easy]

Well, whatever. You guys want to set up like the fucking odd couple, that's your thing.

[whitetwoguns]

You mean, Orange and me?

[Ah, that'd make sense about the close. Aw, shit.]

It's smart to stick together. Hell, didn't see you coming. Who knows. What if we get the cops.

[He looks down, not staring at anything particular as he says, rather softly...]

Joe.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

If Joe shows up here, what'll he fucking have?

[He shrugs again]

This place has cops of its own, doesn't it? But shit, this is better than a fresh fucking start in a new city.

[whitetwoguns]

Nothin' but a grudge worth carrying out I suppose.

[God, this subject, this whole damn thing. He could have just gone some place else rather than home. Too fucking late. And leaving now would be a dead give away. He's no coward, no turning tail. It's his own damn fault isn't it, in more ways than one. No body asked him to bring up Joe. It was a card to play.]

The cops here don't know shit about criminals unless they do a big heist or some shit to get everyone's attention.

[Chesterfield ash falls.]

Easier than a fresh fucking start in a new city. At least for me.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[snort]

Sounds like the perfect kind of place to make shit happen.

[whitetwoguns]

The right time, the right resources...sure.

[Larry scratches his chin. That one sounded loaded.]

You have any plans?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Not yet. I'll let you know if I do.

[whitetwoguns]

Good man.

[He's up to grab his coffee mug. It's a good enough break for it. That don't look like a nervous.]

Til then you're gonna dirty up dishes and make leftovers?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

That's the idea.

[whitetwoguns]

[White regards Pink over his mug. Simple enough, but see, this man is the type to really want to know the nuts and bolts especially if it is advantageous in anyway at all.]