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Post by Sweets on Jun 13, 2006 21:16:34 GMT -5
First she was shocked about the news about The Bronx, then hardly had time to collect herself before she heard Pie Eater say that the girl who was disappearing from view was Brooklyn.
Sighing she leaned against the cart, frowning at the two of them. She then grinned slightly. "Ya aint got no spine. Neiddah of ya," she said, referring to their letting her go.
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Post by firecracker on Jun 13, 2006 21:39:37 GMT -5
"Nah, I've got a spine," Firecracker stated easily, good naturedly. "And I'se also got legs. And me legs, ya see, don't take too well to runnin' from Queens to Manhattan, which includes havin' ta go trough Brooklyn, and dey sure as heck won't take too well ta chasin' a goil back dere for no real reason."
Usually, she was a bundle of energy. But she'd had a rather large workout today. First, she had ran all around the harbor selling her papes and running away from the costumers that weren't too fond of her 'improved' headlines, then taking the long walk to Queens, swimming, and running all the way back to Manhattan. No, she didn't have enough energy to go after the Brooklynite, even if she had wanted to.
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Post by Sweets on Jun 13, 2006 21:54:30 GMT -5
"No real reason." she mumbled under her breath, annoyed. Not in the mood to argue about the war, or think about it at all, she raised an eyebrow, grinning. "The two of you went swimmin' huh? An' how was that?" she asked suggestively, always knowing how to make Pie Eater blush.
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Post by pieeater on Jun 14, 2006 0:26:04 GMT -5
Pie Eater nodded along with Firecracker, he was also exhausted from the day not to mention he was not about to start anything with Cardoni's girl from Brooklyn none the less.
Sweets last question made his eyes pop. He felt the blood rushing to his cheeks and bit his lip uncomfortably. She really did know how to make a guy feel down right sheepish. "Ahh it aint like that!" He rushed to explain but started to slow down knowing he was being incomprihensive. "She picked on me so I stole 'er bread an' she poured milk on me so I threw kraut in 'er face an' I was gonna sour so we needed ta wash up..." He rambled out their day in short as an explination. After finishing he realized it sounded like a flirtatious banter and turned redder.
"ANYWAYS" He snorted trying to change the subject, "like Fire said, they think they know who did it..ta Spike.."
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