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Interesting conversation between Desmond and Matt

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Desmond sat in the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, the other on the armrest; it's a joy to ride a car, all they had been ever drove was their motorcycle, though this one was a trip. The older brother pulled up on Richie's driveway, Matt was stepping out of the passenger's side, he slammed the door to make sure it closed and took out a cigarette.

"So....bother tellin' me what's goin' on here?" asked Desmond.

"...gotta steal somethin' from Richie's house-"

A bullet came whizzing by Matt's back and shattered the glass, Desmond went down to the ground and reached for his gun while Matt coolly slid over the hood of the car and landed on all fours on the other side.

"I fu.cking hate stand offs," groaned Desmond, he loaded his gun and got up to fire, then immediately went back down,"seriously...they should just take it like a man."

"Unlike you, you damn bumfluff, most men with balls prefer to take down people within two seconds, not in three hours...anyway, the mission is to simply steal a statue, I don't know why and I don't care. All I know is that the statue will fetch about half a million dollars, we get about a third of the profit. A good deal, really, plus, requires two men so half, one for you and me, eh?"

"Cheap bas.tard..."

"You're one to talk." He got up, shot several bullets, and went down. "You barely buy anyone food."

"They can manage..."

"Dogs of war need to eat," he whimpered,"woof, woof...cheapskate..."

Eventually, the shooting stopped, they raised eyebrows at each other. They looked up, only to find Luna stepping on the shooter.

"What the hell?!" Matt shouted, Luna raised her eyebrow him.