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[foundafamily]

Hey, listen up. I’ve got an idea.

[Evidently a very important one, judging by how soberly he’s speaking.]

Obviously we need things to do in between gettin’ set on fire and havin’ our heads messed with. So I was gonna set up a card table in the bar—could be poker, faro, anything if we can get enough players for it. If people like it, we could make it a regular thing.

If you don’t know how to play, I’ll teach you. And if anybody knows any other games, I’d like to see ‘em.

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[inappropriatelaughter]

A normal person.

[ that sounds so dumb and unconvincing. ]

Demons eat people, right? [ He doesn't wait; this is clearly a fact. ] Which is weird and disgusting, right? So it's like a nightmare. About being a freak.

[foundafamily]

…Uh-huh.

[It’s the most skeptical of “uh-huhs.”]

I don’t know much about demons—you should hang out with Amos, he does—but… I guess you’ve got a point.

[It is freaky as hell.]

Why do you think you’re a freak?

[inappropriatelaughter]

I'm not! I told you, I'm normal! Just—sometimes people have weird nightmares!

[ He's so indignant. And so not going to qualify that with anything, lest he give any credence to the probability that he is, in fact, not normal. ]

[foundafamily]

Then why’re you worried about it if you’re normal?

[Trying to mess with a guy who dreams of eating trespassers may not be a good idea. Luckily, Firo rarely has good ideas.]

[inappropriatelaughter]

I'm not worried about it, I'm—

[ PAUSE. Is he being dumb right now? More importantly, does he seem dumb right now? Hm. ]

Are you fuckin' with me, kid?

[foundafamily]

No, I’m just curious. You’re the one who brought all that weird stuff up.

[Or, well, his subconscious did. It’s not like the guy can really help it.]

And I’m not a kid, you know.

[inappropriatelaughter]

[ just gonna leap on that subject change… ]

Teenagers are still kids. What are you, seventeen? Sixteen?

[foundafamily]

[That’s definitely one of the closer guesses Firo’s gotten, but he’s in no mood to be pleased with it.]

I’m not a teenager! I’m 22!

How old are you, anyway? You don’t look any older than me.

[At least, by Firo’s standards of significance.]

[inappropriatelaughter]

[ WELL NOW HE'S NOT TELLING. ]

Shut the fuck up, you're not 22. You look like you've never had to shave in your life.

[foundafamily]

I am!

[If anything, doesn't his mature attitude prove he's an adult? No? Well, fine, then.

In a way, the man is right--the elixir of life stopped his aging pretty close to the range Gojyo had guessed and a few years before 22. Firo doesn't make allowances for that, though, in part because he's disappointed at having to become immortal while still looking like a kid. Life is hard.]

I was born in 1912 and it was 1934 when I wound up here. You do the math. And you still didn't answer me!

[inappropriatelaughter]

[ Please, as if he's gonna do math. ]

You get this a lot, huh? Do you ever try to buy beer or something and have people tell you to come back with an adult?

[foundafamily]

Hell no! I can do that just fine on my own. No trouble at all.

[It helps when your Family runs the speakeasy, of course.]

[inappropriatelaughter]

[ YEAH OKAY. ]

Right, right. And then what, two or three before you can't walk home?

[foundafamily]

[Pout pout pout.]

Shut up! I can take way more than that.

How much can you drink anyway, huh? Maybe you’re the one who’s a lightweight!

[inappropriatelaughter]

There's one way to find out, right?

[foundafamily]

All right, let’s go do it. Delight’s place?

DO YOU WANNA ACTION THIS OR

[inappropriatelaughter]

You got it.