A dude with a flattop and a green hoodie walking near the two holding a book, titled "The Grand Celestial," speeds by them with a terse comment.
"We're in Syracuse, you nitwits."
Edited by Tre on Aug 29th 2018 at 12:57:28 PM
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘Well... I got this.
He pulls a small remote out of his pocket, and shows it to Tropes. On the remote, a button, a small screen displaying "Utica or Albany or Syracuse, New York", a small scrolling pad, and at the bottom, the letters "MR".
You in the mood for a place?
Edited by TacoBadger on Aug 29th 2018 at 11:58:44 AM
Huzzah(Chey then catches the disco ball.)
"AAAAAAGH! This disco ball is as heavy as a bag of rocks... Or Ford after a night of booze and sandwiches."
"Oi!"
"Oi yourself, sunshine! Welcome to my disco."
"What the? Sonny?! I should've smegging known."
SONNY: "That's right! By the way, I'm in my Sonia form right now. I actually did some improvements on this."
"I can certainly tell... How come you don't have back problems?"
(Cut canned laughter)
SONNY: "A strong spine, that's why."
(Sonny's chest shields him. He then proceeds to do a cartwheel, avoiding the bullets.)
SONNY: "Hahaha, Taco, don't be such a spaz wasting your bullets. Now either you airheads give that crystal back to me or else, ya dig?"
"Or else, what?"
SONNY: "...Ya know what? Just wait until I get your freaky-deaky Robin Gibb clone..."
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Aug 30th 2018 at 4:23:24 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."

Hey, you speak English, buddy? A tall, beige suited man, leaning against a building, comments to Tropes.
Edited by TacoBadger on Aug 29th 2018 at 11:37:58 AM
Huzzah