Hey Boss

"Be that as it may - you just said you don't really kill people. So armed to the eyeballs or not, forgive me for not quaking in my boots over here." Lucas smirked, dropping his arms and leaning against the table comfortably. "As for stabbing, be my guest. I don't feel pain and I thoroughly doubt it would kill me." He shrugged his shoulders. Snorting to Adam, he lifted the box from the table and moved to set it back into its cupboard. "Speak for yourself. I find being an asshole to be oodles of fun. Maybe you just haven't given it a proper try yet." LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk