#dutchiisms

[turkcentric]

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"Hey, I did try! I swear I did!"

Scratching the back of his head lightly, Sadik peered at the Dutchman from behind his sunglasses for a moment before turning to fish his cellphone out of his pocket. Wait, no--maybe it was the other pocket.

"I can show you! Hold on!"

Ah, damn. Shifting onto his other side, his right hand moved to slide into his right pocket of his pants, feeling a bit of relief as his fingertips pressed down against a familiar smoothness. Pulling the small slab out, he quickly undid the lock with a glance from behind his shades and pulled up what he thought was the Dutchman's number. Well--it was what he had saved as the Dutchman's number, anyway, before holding it out for the much taller man to take.

[ourfairdominion]

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"I'll remeber that next time I buy coffee so I can get you one too." He smiled.

"Double double, two creams, two sugars." He knew that was a lot of stuff in there, but he likes sweet things.

[sorte-de-vida]

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Ah, business. It's not only a safe topic, but an expected one— after all, even back in the day the Dutchman was always interested in João's buisness aspects.

"mmm, why am I not surprised that's what you want to talk about?" He muses, leaning back comfortably in his chair as he lights the end of his cigarette. It ignites in a lovely bloom of hot red coal, and addictive smog. "I'd almost accuse you of trying to steal my tourism, but... Well..." He trails off, and unspoken insult in the air.

"Well, I might be headed to São Miguel with Antonio, it's lovely this time of year."