Angelina's strained response made him chuckle. The sight before him almost did warrant some twilight zone tunes. He honestly had never expected to witness this again...most of the group crowded around this very bar, all over again. "Thanks for the offer, but don't go changin' up the music on account of me." He ten proceeded to flip Toby the bird for his wisecrack. "Shut up little man. Don't make me shank you." The smirk on his face let everyone know it was all in good humor.
He felt like he was still in a dream, even standing here, bantering with the group like not even a day had gone by. It hadn't been lost on him, however, the murderous glaze in Memphis' eyes. Nor had he missed Shania's curses. "Not so happy to see me, sugar?" He asked her, knowing she'd have no issue telling him what he could go do with himself.
Then Nancy was wrapping in a hug, and he returned it enthusiastically. It felt good to have someone from the old group be happy to see him. Well...Toby seemed happy to see him, but the kid was like a dog--happy to see everyone. "I just spent ten years avoiding prison riots. I think I can pass on this too." He told her, grinning slightly. He was starting to get the urge for another drink, and that need intensified as Memphis approached.
He listened to the other man's words, his grin gone and his brows narrowed. "I'll be more than happy to 'discuss' this with you Tumbler, though I gotta say, it's high time you quit puttin' the blame on me. You just come on by the Complex when you leave here tonight. We'll get it all straightened out." He gave the other man a dangerous grin. Prison had hardened him to a lot of things--he'd been shanked himself, for Christ's sake. He'd do what needed to be done...if Memphis wanted to tango, they'd sure as hell dance.
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Tomorrow we could drive around this town
Let the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found
To take its place
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