Nothing better to do with my time unfortunately.
Not nice to tell lies, blondie.
Ooh, dance party.
You had a groove to begin with?
Brought you back didn’t it?
Whatevs. Got my groove back.
Well they are for a six year old so I’ll put my arrows away for now.
Whoa… I know the Demi Moore thing is hot but slow your roll, blondie.
Cool. Define “go out.”
I’m gonna hit up this bar and see if I can find smoke something, drink something, and find someone.
…I’m putting some finishing touches on Valentine cards. My name is Quinn.
You can play cupid any time, blondie. Good to know.
Didn’t he changed his name to Snoop Lion?
Oh the other sort of do right? Umm there are a few topless places around…
Nah, dude. I got my own plan.
Right. Even if I did want to go over there, I have to try to clean all the glitter out of my living room.
Didn’t know you partied like that blondie. Name? Got one? Or you just gonna keep being rude?
Nursing a hangover. What about you loose mouth?
Atta girl. Nothing much. Gonna get my shit together and move some stuff around and get ready to go out tonight.