Re: Gotham: Methos & Sam
Don't move here. [She motioned to the door with her smoke, indicating the fucked up city beyond.] Go to Marvel if you want a comic book or whatever. They have some fucked up shit, but it's mostly normal. [She took a drag off the smoke, and she was too brash to turn her head to help him avoid the exhale.] What's work?
[She grinned.] Nightclubs, yeah? But there weren't any when I was there. It was weird, and it only makes sense in the hotel, but it was like 19something. Like old days. [She gave him a candid look then, one that asked how long he'd fucking been here, and how much he fucking knew. She'd been part of this so long that she forgot about new people, and she just assumed everyone knew everything about this fucked up reality they lived in.
But flailing chickens were more interesting, especially after a few drinks, and she hopped to her feet and put out the smoke.] Come flail with me, baby.