“I think it’d be considered poor form to try to sell to your employer.”
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“Technically, the piñatas are an unrelated business,” Bill shrugged. “Worth a shot, though.”
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Jorn crosses his legs. “Heh.”
“Any objections with the endgame that the interests I represent hold ideal?”
“No objections. If anything, I would like to get a chance to speak to this Spider.”
“Why would anyone pick a name as scary as… s…spider…”
I give the cowardly man an annoyed glance, before redirecting my focus.
“There is seven.” I comment from across the room. Anything to get this insipid meeting over.
“Then we wait for one more, then the tour of our premises can begin.”
I scowl.
“Blame the men and women caught up their mystique to give them such a name. Wasn’t chosen by the one in question”
"Cause they’re a LOSER who thinks they sound cool with an dark and mysterious name. It SUCKS, by the way! He sound more like a… like a Daniel. Or some other annoying name."
Kit flipped his hair and smiled as he slowly stood up, posing as he studied and poked at his nails. Ugh… he didn’t bring any hand sanitizer with him. How else was he expected to deal with these people who looked like they didn’t even know the definition of a shower?!
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My scorn deepens for the ego driven man who listens to no-one but himself, yet I see no fruit in communicating with him.
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“See? YOU’RE a George! I’m nothing like that!”
Lexi turns to the rest of the people in the motel
“AND CAN YOU ALL QUIET THE FUCK DOWN? Trying to watch something here.”
An unbefitting noise of fear escapes my lips.
“Why are you so loud…”
“Oh geez… i think i am in the wrong place.”
"…So you can hear meeeee? Why else? You aren’t the smartest, are you?"
“Well… no like the idea that we are in an abandoned excluded place away from the outside world… so no one can hear us…. Scream… cry for help…. Or shout out plans at the top of their lungs. In turn the hypothesis can conclude that we are here due to people…. Like yourself….”
"Um… what did you sayyyy? All I heard was something like…"
Kit shifted in place, his voice rising to a shrill, mocking tone, bouncing on the heels of his feet.
“Ooh, I’m a big nerd and I kiss my computer because nobody else will love me.”
Kit rolled his eyes, grabbing the other’s shoulders and swinging them back and forth.
"You need to speak ENGLISH! How will anyone tolerate you if you keep talking like a loser! This is for your own GOOD!"