Snippet #1766217

“I’m getting the Sarah chick, just remember that.”

Sure, sure, whatever. James was just starting to wake up anyways, so all of Alessia's 'I call her' chat was rendering useless. James was flying around Oliver's head, tweeting. "I told you! I'll get those later." Oliver sighed, and James seemed to settle. He ignore what Alessia said, up until she flicked the used cigarette in Oliver's tea. He let out a low growl.

“Maybe you should try some nicotine instead of sugar?”

"Maybe you should try some sugar instead of nicotine?" he replied, getting a spoon of sugar and tipping it in her water before she could protest. Oliver picked up the letter, scanning it. He heard Dakota come in, late, and guessed he'd probably been in a bar fight. Again. Dear Alessia and Oliver, I won’t be able to make it, so I’m putting you in charge. I am investigating some information on a guy who could help us. Good luck; Kimiko. P.S. Alessia, please play nice. Oliver scoffed at the last bit. "Alessia, nice?" he muttered. James was back asleep, but Oliver yawned and stretched out as he stood up to talk to the waitress. He needed another tea if he was to stay awake.

“Oh and Dakota, this is one of the new chicks, Temperance. Temp, this is Dakota. Oh and Dakota, she doesn't like smoking, and thinks it is utterly disgusting. Oh Dakota, how bad beaten up were the other guys? Oh, by the way, me and Oliver are in charge since Diane won’t be here, for business reasons. Just to tell you all.” Oliver heard from behind him. Do all your sentences start with 'Oh'? he thought, seeing one of the waitresses.

"Sorry to trouble you. Could I have another- duck."

"Wha-?" But before the waitress had time to actually ask her question, Oliver put his hands on either of her shoulders, tugging down with all force so that she sat on the ground. She seemed rather aggravated, until she noticed a knife fly over her head. Oliver laughed, turning around and drawing his sword. He walked close enough to the thrower and put the end of his sword on his neck.

"Well, I guess you're some type of Government goon, eh?" Oliver giggled a bit, lowering his sword and getting closer. "And one can easily guess you were tracking a few certain people." Oliver burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter as the guy stayed frozen where he was. The boy doubled up, and when the wave finally passed, his shoulders were still shaking a bit with laughter. "Dear, dear." he got out shakily. "They're sending lower people in the Government to track us now? I guess there's a lot more of you dotted around. It's good I didn't drink all my tea, guessing what was in it." Oliver glanced over at Alessia. "And I suggest you don't drink that water."

Gun, or sword? Oliver stood in one indecisive second, before putting his sword back in the sheath it came from. The guy sighed as thought he was spared, and walked past Oliver, before a bullet passed through his head. "Bingo." Oliver giggled to himself. "Now then. I suggest we go. Unless another Government thingy doesn't value their life."