Try to be nice with him and get some information about your situation
From Create Your Own Story
"Hold on, man, I'm sure whoever is paying you wants my brain to be functional."
"Don't worry, I'm not aiming to your brain." He laughs of his joke and you smell his breath.
"What are you drinking? Bushmills?"
He's not talkative, but like every Irishman that you have met in New York, the man is proud of his whiskey. "What do you know?"
"Bushmills is good, man, I have tons of stories."
"Not good, great." And he smiles.
"Man," you say, spiting some of the blood in the floor, "I don't know if they're paying you the hour or what, but I feel like we're sort of losing the time. Just tell your employer to come here. I'm willing to listen whatever he or she wants to say."
After thinking for a while, he leaves you alone. You're feeling miserable. Your head is spinning but at least soon you're going to have an answer.
The door opens and you see your childhood friend cross the door. "Hi, Jim," he says smiling. Oh man, you're hating every single tooth of this guy.
He gets really close. You smell his expensive cologne.
Do you:
| Status | ||
| Health | #05 | Equipment:
None |
| MP | {{{MP}}} | |
| Level | #01 | |
