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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Okay, fuck this shit. Ready?

[Mr. Pink, Mr. White, and Mr. Orange are getting up and getting out of a diner after eating lunch and bitching, as usual, about tips, when this starts playing. They are powerwalking out the diner. They are super cool.]

All I'm saying is that white bitches will take almost any shit as long as you say I love you. It's like pressing some magic fucking button.

[PAUSE. Hey, is that Little Green Bag? That's an awesome song!]

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[whitetwoguns]

[Mr. White with glasses on makes a half turn to Pink.]

All you're saying is you don't get how women work at all.

[orangetoughguy]

[Taking a puff of his smoke. Freddy actually has his sunglasses up on his head, pushing his hair back. Yeah.]

Have you tried it?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Have you?

[Yes. Yes he has]

[whitetwoguns]

Tried to give women shit and use I love you as a buffer?

[Excuse him if his tone is pissy because...well, it is. ]

Sure, I done wrong. Plenty. I'm not gonna use it immediately after I say I'm sorry.

[orangetoughguy]

[Meanwhile Freddy just snorts.]

Never had to.

[...He totally means he never had to use I love you to get what he wanted. Nothing more.]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

You've done wrong?

[Snort]

You two are a regular Abbot and Costello.

[whitetwoguns]

Sounds like you're the residing expert, why don't you lay it on the line. I mean, since we dunno about having a relationship with white women.

[He'll go as far as to say white women. Yeah, Pink. Might be a bluff but you're on the spot. Larry nods his head. This music is fucking catchy.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Freddy's looking around wondering where it's coming from, not that he has any complaints about the beat. Oh hell no you went there, Mr. Pink. He drops his sunglasses down over his eyes.]

I have a fuckin' job now, asshole. [Puff and drag then a flick of the cigarette.]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[He just shrugs]

Yeah? How's that working out for you?

[There's definitely one thing about Pink: he doesn't pretend he's not a fucking professional thief]

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

You're just asking to be murdered in your sleep or have your dinner poisoned.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I cook my own food. I'm fucking better cook than any woman I've slept with anyway.

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Still leaves open the option of you being smothered.

[orangetoughguy]

You're totally assuming he actually has a girl around.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

It's a chance I'll take.

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

This is The City, strange things happen.

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

Some gambles you shouldn't even try to go for.

[orangetoughguy]

She could be an alien or an android.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Weren't you the kid feeling up all the women a couple of weeks ago?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

More woman than you'll get.

[orangetoughguy]

I get women.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

You know it doesn't count if they have a cock, right?

[orangetoughguy]

[Just don't look at the dick.]

Fuck you.

[whitetwoguns]

The women he's with don't stay for breakfast. Hell, I doubt they even catnap. Take the money and run isn't just a song.

[bringbrightdays.livejournal.com]

Love is powerful, if you really mean it. Love is as powerful as music, and music is as powerful as love.

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

[Pink, you'd be the recipient of the angriest glare ever if you were in front of him.]

You don't even know what I had to deal with then.