Quicklog: Blake and Casey - Blake's Pad
[Of course he arrives on a motorcycle, black jeans, boots, tee shirt, leather jacket - typical, but he makes it work. As comfortable and dramatic as Blake is on his sofa in his lounge pants, Casey is just as relaxed in studded leather and jewelry.
The house reminds Casey of others he'd seen growing up. No stranger to nice things - maybe not this nice but nice enough - he's still impressed by the decor as he walks in the direction the woman told him to. He takes it in, and when he steps inside the living room he takes in the gent on the sofa. Its all very dramatic, and Casey appreciates dramatic.] I suppose I could also do carry out, but I've already come all this way. [he says with a smirk that's almost a grin.]
I came on my motorbike and it's a it too cold yet to let her ride in her sidecar. [Of course he has a sidecar for his dog in warmer weather.
He steps a bit further into the room and sits on the couch with a complete lack of hesitation and making himself comfortable, he notes the cigarettes in the ashtray and he pulls a pack from his jacket pocket and smiles.] You mind, mate?