One day, Andrew. We’ve been back for a day and you’re already coming up with plans that will very likely get either of our noses broken, if not both. He’s also a Radley. Don’t expect a middle name either. You know, I was just convincing Nicholson to cook me breakfast but, alright. I’ll help you move Salvatore’s stuff out. We were chewing gum earlier and he seems to have a beef with the House. Something about how loyal we are to one another, full of sarcasm, really. Father says his family is linked to bootleg trading. Windsor should really not admit these kind of fellas.
You are a good man Silas Thorne; don't forget it. I knew I could depend on you to understand that living with him is really eating me. I simply do not understand any thing Radley tinged. Everyone is out to prove how loyal they are to their name or their house and it's all baloney. Say no need to talk about things you already know so why bother, right? Your friends know who they are... I would not pay any mind to Don regardless. I don't even think anyone from the boardwalk can tell their legs from their arms with what is going on in that city. Johnny the one's with the brain anyways- chances are Don might not even notice there was a change at all! We'll have to wait till morning though. That girl you're all goofy with has sent a mob over to my room.
