Do I look like Marty McFly to you ⌛
The Queen of the Cheap Shots just grins down at her latest victim, taking a satisfying moment to be incredibly smug about her victory. Haughtily, she tosses her braid back behind her shoulder and glances around the onlookers just to make sure there aren’t any other wise-guys who think she’s not perfectly capable of shutting their mouths for them.
"Yeah, whale, maybe next time he’ll think twice before he starts talkin with his lower brain." She spares the fallen Dawson one last glance, barely resisting the urge to spout some Godfather-worthy one-liner, but it’s probably best she doesn’t ruin her newly earned cred by embarrassing herself with puns that aren’t her usual forte.
Seems like half-pint over here is definitely the guy to talk to, though, judging by the way everyone else follows his orders with nothing but a little good-natured bitching. Meenah decides it’s definitely her excellent judge of character that made her talk to Egbert first, so she turns fully towards him and hefts herself back out of the pit.
"You won’t hear me turnin down free booze and food," She replies, coming to a stop next to him. "I heard Tyler Durden back there callin’ you Egbert, right? Name’s Meenah."
Joe doesn't know who "Tyler Durden" must be, but he smiles good-naturedly anyway. This lady is just full of surprises, isn't she? He notices the guys exchanging a few coins and shakes his head a bit as he motions Meenah to follow him.
"You can call me Joe as you like, ma'am," he murmurs, picking up a shirt from near the door and sliding it on. His thin fingers quickly do up the buttons and start tucking it into his pants. "Most folks on the outside do. Egbert's my father if you're not a balled up bimbo."
"Close to taking offense there, Egbert!" one of the other guys cracks but Joe just waves cheerfully dismissive at him.
"Come on, Finnegan, we all know you're the brains of the operation."
"Ye'd know all about that, wouldn't ye now?"
Joe just grins wider and runs a hand through his hair, which does nothing to smooth the mess. He glances over Meenah as he rolls his sleeves up to his elbows.
"Better blow the place before someone else gets the bright idea to go around with you. It'd be a shame to have to replace them all."











