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"What is wrong with you?"
Two men wearing identical business suits walk through the door. The bigger one seems to be raging a little bit at the smaller man.
"Who the hell falls asleep in a box?" Penn demands, shoving Teller slightly. "You trying to screw this up for us?"
Teller shrugs lightly and tries to make his way up to the Bar. It wasn't like he'd completely conked out in there; he still hit his cue.
Penn sulks off to the other end of the bar. "Yeah, you're lucky you woke up, you little rat bastard," he mutters, getting himself a cola beverage.
Fake Tags: Penn, Teller
[ooc: Tag one, or both. Two pups, one mun.]