Mateo
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"It is not that," Mateo says with a snort. "But that can create a very interesting net, if you harvest some of it. It causes you to go numb, where it touches." Which, you know, shady headquarters... might be useful, who knew. But no, what Mateo has is much more dangerous in his opinion, and he withdraws a small vial with a pipette filled with a clear liquid. Unlike all of his other labels (which are meticulously named), this has only a small doodle of an eye.
"Three drops in someone's drink and they're going to have a horrible night," he tells her, offering it out. "It is the ThirdEye drug, but it has... personality. Please be very careful." And if Mateo is saying it, then it must be true, right?
As for Everest's customer service, "He does practice on me, but I am not your average customer, apparently," Mateo laments, before kindly expanding on it for his sister. "He failed his pilot exam because he does not know how to interact well with people. I think he is more upset about it than he is letting on."
"Three drops in someone's drink and they're going to have a horrible night," he tells her, offering it out. "It is the ThirdEye drug, but it has... personality. Please be very careful." And if Mateo is saying it, then it must be true, right?
As for Everest's customer service, "He does practice on me, but I am not your average customer, apparently," Mateo laments, before kindly expanding on it for his sister. "He failed his pilot exam because he does not know how to interact well with people. I think he is more upset about it than he is letting on."
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
