Re: Dipper and Roman
"That's a constellation? No shit. They just look bad acne," he said with a shrug. "And how am I being a dick? I'm just saying the obvious. People are way too careful with what they say."
"What did you get? Fuck, you're confusing, and I'm way too drunk to think." He also didn't think that it was important enough to try and think things through. "I do like parties, though." That seemed important enough to mention.
Roman frowned. "Why would you do a job that doesn't pay well? That doesn't sound very appealing." He didn't care about money, but he liked what you could do with it. "If you know every small town in Pennsylvania, there's something wrong with you. I don't even know half the towns around there, fucking bunch of red neck. Fuck, I wouldn't know half the towns in California, unless it's like LA, SanFra or San Diego." He finished off his glass. "There always is and I'm that fucker who keeps everyone employed. Terrible, really. I should let them all starve."