Hey Louie....

[conscious_wind]

Y' know I been thinkin' lately. Ya may be a bit of a hoon, but that doesn't stop the fact you’re a good fella. I was wonderin' if ya may be interested in goin' to this Prom thin'. I mean I'm jus' curious 'bout it meself, and it seems like a good enough time. But don' sweat it if ya already got yourself a dame ta go wit' ya. I wouldn' have a problem

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[wildmustango]

So there are dames here.

...and they go for convicts. Great.

[conscious_wind]

Wots the big deal, Mista Stango? Do ya wanna be me date if the bloke don't agree ta go with me?

[wildmustango]

/nonchalantly inspects fingernails

Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

[conscious_wind]

*Eyebrow raise.*

Well I'll put ya down on me list, I ain't ever been ta a shindig with a detective before.

[wildmustango]

Bein' a cop can really kill a party. I mean, uh--

I'll show ya the time of your life, sweetcheeks.

[conscious_wind]

Im not sure I like that attitude. Reminds me of Mista Fontaine who hit on me once or twice.

*Moves Benny's name further down the list.*

[wildmustango]

Aw, that's just Frankie. We're cousins, but we ain't much alike.

/...forlorn look

[conscious_wind]

Mhmmm. Well fine I'll put ye back to second on me list. of two

[wildmustango]

If your list is two, how did ya put me further down on it?

[conscious_wind]

Well I erased your name and put it further down the paper.

[wildmustango]

That's...

Well, thanks for puttin' me further up the list, anyways.

[conscious_wind]

No problem, mate. Ya gotta do a better job asertin' your manliness, like Louie's doin'. I like me men rough and tough.

[wildmustango]

Who do ya think you're talkin' to? I'm a Manhattan cop, lady. We ain't gentle. We make people cry, y'know what I'm sayin'?

[conscious_wind]

Ya know, ya could give me one wild adventure. I'll put ya name on the top now.

[deadtinwalking]

D:

[conscious_wind]

You're me date as of now, Mista Stango.