Mateo
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
Accepting the smooch to the cheek with a dimpled smile, Mateo thanks his helper with a flourish and ushers him on his way, figuring that he can take it from here. And all while not staring at his sister's nipples, so it's a win for all of them. "I would not miss it for the world," he tells her, leaving the wheelbarrows out front and following her into the Hanged Man to take a look around.
"Oh, it looks completely different," he says with a grin, taking in the new decor, the furniture, the well-stocked bar filled with suspiciously familiar bottles of liquor. "Che bello. You have outdone yourself." Turning back to Flora, he raises his eyebrows to her. "But I do have your finishing touches, if you would like them." He gestures to his bar-warming presents outside.
"Oh, it looks completely different," he says with a grin, taking in the new decor, the furniture, the well-stocked bar filled with suspiciously familiar bottles of liquor. "Che bello. You have outdone yourself." Turning back to Flora, he raises his eyebrows to her. "But I do have your finishing touches, if you would like them." He gestures to his bar-warming presents outside.
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
