Dalpo: let me put the pieces back together
Dalpo: one drink
Dalpo: alright i think i can handle one drink
subin: be careful of the pieces, I hear their sharp.
subin: duct tape should hold it together nicely.
subin: I knew I could count on you my little star, thank you.
subin: my apartment? yours? Or shall we go to that quaint joint from a few months ago?
















