flug: where is she? (he wondered aloud as he waited)
*soon a car pulls up with demencia driving it; she stops it and turns it off*
(car door opens) demencia: *sighs*
flug: what the heck happened? why do you have his car?? (asking with a concern tone)
demencia: man that piece of turd huh. *opens the front passenger door* no wonder people are stabbing him in the back.
flug: what happened?!
demencia: cheap bastard, you know i really don't know why you mess around with people like that flug. i mean really-
flug: demencia! answer the freakin question!!
demencia: i asked; for a fair days pay after a fair days work! then he. . . kinda got a little angry. so i admit; i kinda got a little angry.
flug: did you kill him?
demencia: what kind of freaking animal do you take me for; no! i didn't kill him!
flug: oh god.
demencia: but i did kidnap his wife!~~
demencia opens the trunk of the car to reveal valdoom, with her hands restrained and her mouth gagged. with an absolutely livid expression on her face.
flug: [exasperated] Oh no! Oh shit! The fuck did you do?!
demencia: I just *picks valdoom up in Princess Carry* told you what I just did.
flug: oh shit. *grabbing his head and pacing*
demencia: Now! *carries valdoom and walks to the front of the car* unfortunately, I think that we're gonna have to lay low for a little while. while. . . *puts valdoom in the front car seat* y'know, we discuss things with dusang.
flug: oh, you think!?
demencia: Why don't you pop in the back, alright. *closes door* Now valdoom *points fingers back and forth at her* she already called shotgun. Ha-ha!
*flug opens the door and gets in the seat before palming his face groaning no no no.*
demencia: *walks around car* Now I know a nice little place we can hang out, *close trunk* you know, it's a very relaxing little spot. *opens driver door* A little getaway if you will. A cabin in the woods. You know what I'm saying. *gets in and closes door*
