Party Time

JD: "....nothin' like being at a party full of folks you don't know."

 

"s'why I hate them."

 

JD: "The people? Everyone here seems nice."

 

"Nah, parties. Not big on people either, though."

 

JD: "Why throw one this big, then?"

 

"Because I try to be a good friend."

 

JD: "How long have you known my boy?"

 

"Not sure. That should really say everything though, shouldn't it?"

 

JD: "I guess. You know these people, though? I mean obviously their Tim's friends--"

 

"Nope. Family."

 

JD: "...what?"

 

"Well, most of 'em. Nearly everyone here's lived with Wayne at one point. The fruity-lookin' guy in the jacket there? That's actually the acrobat you had Tim take a pic with. Don't think he likes me."

 

JD: "A Flying Grayson? Explains what happened to their boy...."

 

"Uhh-huh. That skinny Asain girl Tim's talking to?....eh, dunno her story. Tim's called her "Sis" a couple times before. Don't think she likes me, either."

 

JD: "Seriously?"

 

"Yep. There are some friends here, though. The redhead Grayson's tryin' to feel up there? That's the GCPD Commissioner's daughter. I know she doesn't like me. I can tell."

 

JD: "Guess you make friends in high places when you have an income of a small country's GDP...."

 

"Heh, no shit. No idea who the suit with the anime hair is. Think he's a detective or something. I doubt he'll like me."

 

JD: "Hopefully they'll like me better, huh? Hehehehe...."

 

"Heh."

 

JD: "Well, thanks for being there. For my boy. Probably needed a friend after what went down at the Dragon's Triangle."

 

"No prob, man. Y'know, Tim told me the whole story. Sorry about your wife. That had to hurt...."

 

JD: "Gotta move on, y'know?..."

 

"I hear ya. Cultists, though? That had to be pretty scary."

 

JD: "Still have nightmares sometimes. Red-hooded creeps with spears."

 

"Wait, red hoods, and spears? Robes, too?"

 

JD: "Yeah. Should've seen the two bigshots dragging them around. Killed the old guy, looked like an ancient priest or something....."

 

"Did these guys have a name?"

 

JD: "Yeah. Think is was "Cobra" or something."

 

"......oh god."

 

JD: "What?"

 

"Tell me, the other bigshot. Was he like 6-foot, receding hairline, scar on the left eye, and oh yeah, a total piece of shit?"

 

JD: "Y-yes! I'll never forget his face! He was the bastard that killed Janet!"

 

"....are. You. Shitting me?"

 

JD: "No, really? Why, what do you know?"

 

" ...pppftffttf....ha..."

 

JD: "No really, you know anything?"

 

"...hahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!!!"

 

JD: "W-what's so funny? Hey!"

 

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

 

 

 

Done