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[noirrockstar]

Vince takes a seat on one of the couches and crosses his legs. With his designer boots, bug eyed sunglasses and his hair the way it is, he could be easily mistaken for a woman. He's used to it by now though

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[lol_drumzzz]

"Welcome to my space station, Moonbeam." Lyla doesn't really care whether he's male or female. She's groovy like that. "I'm mostly convinced that Yuval has an alien living in his brain that makes him a musical genius, because the rest of him is goddamned retarded."

[noirrockstar]

"Well, my mate Howard is pretty smart," says Vince, pushing up his sunglasses. "But lately, he's been acting a bit paranoid and dreamy. Sometimes at the same time!"

[lol_drumzzz]

"Maybe he's in looooooooooove." When she says 'love', she twiddles her fingers at him in an 'ooo spooky' gesture.

[noirrockstar]

"Love? Oh god, not this shit again. He has the worst luck with women." This was true. Howard had been constantly rejected by Ms. Gideon when they worked at the Zoo. "It's not going to end well..."

[lol_drumzzz]

"Well, here's hoping it goes good for you both. Shit like that can mess with a band, man." Lyla knows this for absolute certain.

Here's also hoping it's not Old Gregg. Yeesh.