Re: Call: Patrick/Newt
[Patrick still looked tired, but he was no longer red in the ears or in pain. He had been doing paperwork (which he hated) so he was not in his work duds. The dude looked sleepy, and he was currently tucking his firearm into the back of his loose pants. He ran a hand through his hair, and he grinned at Newt, though it was a most tired grin.] Man. We must stop meeting like this.
[He pulled the stones from his the satchel that hung from a chain around his neck.] Ready to do this?