Post by Melody Arachne on Feb 28, 2007 21:59:39 GMT -5
"Vito, I wouldn't worry 'bout us running out of much, except, you know, food and luxuries like that. Someone's resupplying this hellhole, because they don't want their pet lab rats to expire too soon."
"Oh, hey, speakin' of rats ..." She eyes the woman at the bar appraisingly. "There's tomorrow's hamburgers."
Mel tosses a semi-cold beer to Leon, sets one in front of Vito. "Doesnt mean some boom-booms wouldn't be fun though..."
"Oh, hey, speakin' of rats ..." She eyes the woman at the bar appraisingly. "There's tomorrow's hamburgers."
Mel tosses a semi-cold beer to Leon, sets one in front of Vito. "Doesnt mean some boom-booms wouldn't be fun though..."
