"Nah, s'only a disaster if you're me, and no, we only got one sun. Moon could explode or some shit, I guess, that'd kinda suck, but it didn't 's far as I know. Yeah, fuckin' Spy's in town, and your girlfriend'n'I're dead like ratbarf. Which means Marie's dead too, but I don't guess that matters t'you. And I don't guess it oughta matter anyway since we're all refusin' to fall down so far. What'd you get her?"
Michael slid down the stair railing and waited at the bottom of the steps for Anton to catch up.