If we figure out what the doom is ahead of time, it might not be so inevitable.
[ It's not that he expects, or even wants, to live to any kind of ripe old age. But he'd rather choose the fight that takes him out for good. Not just wander into it like some kind of sitting duck. Or... swimming bird.
He offers her a cigarette and flicks his lighter, holding it so she can light it. ]
You owe me.
[ Like he's keeping track. He blinks at the suggestion of dancing. ]
You want to dance? Since when.
[ He downs the rest of his drink, unfolds himself from the barstool and stands. ]
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If we figure out what the doom is ahead of time, it might not be so inevitable.
[ It's not that he expects, or even wants, to live to any kind of ripe old age. But he'd rather choose the fight that takes him out for good. Not just wander into it like some kind of sitting duck. Or... swimming bird.
He offers her a cigarette and flicks his lighter, holding it so she can light it. ]
You owe me.
[ Like he's keeping track. He blinks at the suggestion of dancing. ]
You want to dance? Since when.
[ He downs the rest of his drink, unfolds himself from the barstool and stands. ]
Let's go to the casino.