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So I escorted Jailbait to a club last night. Kid can dance. Kid can really dance. Probably too well.
Had a pretty good time and managed to keep the riff-raff away from her most of the time.
We're heading to the Hyperion now. Figure I ought to prove I haven't harmed a single shiny hair on her pretty little head. Better to go to them than have'em jump me in an alley somewhere, right? Maybe not, but still. A show of good faith can't hurt too much. What are they gonna do, kill me?
Besides, gives me a chance to gloat about that car I bought and I always enjoy that.
Not sure what else Jailbait's got planned for me though. We'll have to see. She keeps begging me to sing. It's a little weird, but a hell of a lot better than when she was obsessing about my abs or my belt buckle. And it's a nice ego boost, so I'm not about to complain too much.
You ready to head over to the hotel, Dawn?
Had a pretty good time and managed to keep the riff-raff away from her most of the time.
We're heading to the Hyperion now. Figure I ought to prove I haven't harmed a single shiny hair on her pretty little head. Better to go to them than have'em jump me in an alley somewhere, right? Maybe not, but still. A show of good faith can't hurt too much. What are they gonna do, kill me?
Besides, gives me a chance to gloat about that car I bought and I always enjoy that.
Not sure what else Jailbait's got planned for me though. We'll have to see. She keeps begging me to sing. It's a little weird, but a hell of a lot better than when she was obsessing about my abs or my belt buckle. And it's a nice ego boost, so I'm not about to complain too much.
You ready to head over to the hotel, Dawn?