[VOICE...a drunk dial]

[getsthelastword]

((Back dated to the night of this conversation. Any responses will be the following morning.))

[There is a muffled noise. Damon's voice comes on, his speech a bit slurred.]I'm not sure there's anything anyone can do, honeyboy. Like I said, I'm not the one in charge. Which is really annoying because I generally prefer to go "dance monkeys, dance

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[rose_tainted]

Is everything okay?

[getsthelastword]

[A tiny bit of a groan.]

Yeah. Drunk dialing happens. Nothing to see, move along.

[rose_tainted]

Except for the part where you talked about being violent towards someone.

[getsthelastword]

Oh, come on. Tell me you've never made a drunken threat against someone in your life. Everyone does it.

[rose_tainted]

I probably have done it in the past, I'll admit. Doesn't make it any less unnerving though.

[getsthelastword]

Well excuse me, signora polizia di moralità.* My sincerest apologies.

*Italian: Madam morality police

[rose_tainted]

Hey, I'm not the person you should talk to about morals. Nor am I trying to tell you off.

[getsthelastword]

Who are you, anyway?

[rose_tainted]

I'm Rose. And you are?

[getsthelastword]

Damon. The drunk who apparently gets violent.

[rose_tainted]

[There's a slight pause on her end.]

It's nice to meet, well, speak with you, Damon.

[getsthelastword]

Uh...okay?

Lemme guess. You're new here?

[rose_tainted]

I've been here about two weeks now.

[getsthelastword]

Ah. Well, fun for you.

You'll get used to seeing random threats on the network. Learn to tell the difference between the real ones and the drunken ones, Il mio amico.*

*Italian: my friend

[rose_tainted]

I can look after myself.

And I'm fairly certain that I'll be able to distinguish between them from now on.

Grazie per il consiglio.*

*Italian: Thanks for the advice

[getsthelastword]

Italian? Not bad. That's what I love about the British. They bother to know more than one language.