"We should go furniture shopping together. And clean your windows. Do you get any natural light here or do those yellow stained blinds just give you the delightful lighting tone of urine?" The answer was yes, he had been here in the day. It was revolting, of course. He put the disk inside of his pocket and turned to Bobby, raising his eyebrows. "So you're not into young angelic twinks. Well, doesn't that just bode well for me?"

He smirked at the other before coming up to his desk and standing right in front of him. "I suppose I'm off. Any last tender, sweet words before I part?"