Just passin’ through. Stakin’ out a few places for potential business.
{Laughs, lips pulled into an amused smirk.}
If I ever met a female version of myself, I’d probably call her a bitch too. But damn, she’d be a real bebe.
{Fingers through the cards, idly playing with them.}
I won’t refuse a willing player.
Any bets or are we playin’ for glory?
It’s not such a good place for business, y’know. Might wanna at least move towards the rich district.
[ snort. ]
I dunno — I think I was too busy arguing to notice whether she’s attractive or not. Probably is, though, seeing as it’s still me.
[ oops ego problems always. stares at the cards for a while and shrugs, leaning back a little. ]
Glory.
Or a favor, whichever. Preferably something… non-material, for now.