City of Fear- Who is Drury Walker #4
=====12 Years Ago=====
Gar- Does anyone know why that Dekker creep made these suits even tighter?!
Len- I've got an answer that starts with "p" and ends in "ervert"
Drury- If he was a creep, not saying I agree, why did Twag hire him?
Gar- Maybe he needed someone to lick his fartbox?
Drury- What's a fartbox?
Gar- Oh you sweet, innocent child...
Drury- Yeah, um... Look a bar! We can lie low here.
Len- Huh. That's a nice bar.... I wish I had a bar.
Gar- Why?
Drury- Y'know, we all have dreams Gar.
Gar- And the less said about yours the better *sigh* Let's just get in from the rain
Len- Why is it that it always rains in Gotham anyway?
Drury- *Opening door* I have a theory abo-
*The entire crowd in the bar stop talking to take in the new arrivals*
Patron #1- Hey! Look, it's that guy, what's his face... Killer Moth!
Patron #2 The guy who just robbed Wayne Tower? Get real!
Patron #3- I think he's right. Look at that symbol...
Len- What if they sell us out to the cops? I say we run...
Collective Patrons- Woohoo!
*Clap clap clap clap clap*
Patron #1- Great stuff man, pulling a job right under Wayne's nose!
Drury- Um ... thanks
Len- Actually there's been a mixup. He didn't-
Gar- Len, shut up, we're cool now.
Len- Oh yeah, this'll last...
Gar- Say something "hero"
Drury- Right. Hello assembled drunkards! I'm Drury. But you know me as Killer Moth right?
Patrons- Woo!
Drury- Really though, I can't take all the credit. As hard as it may be to believe I had help. I know, I know... May I introduce my sidekicks- Firefly and... The Eraser
Gar- Sidekicks?
Len- The Eraser? Oh god, it's gonna stick.
*They navigate past the cheering crowds to sit at the bar*
Bartender- What'll it be rockstar?
Drury- (Three beers eh?) Three beers please!
Bartender- ... What type?
Drury-... There are different types?!
Len- This changes everything!
Gar- ... If you don't mind, I'll have a Pinã Colada instead. Cream please.
== Years Later- A Restaurant==
Drury- There! There she is! Babe!
Gar- Holy shit. She's real.
Drury- Gar, I'd like you to meet Miranda.
Miranda- Hi.
*Miranda holds out her hand, which Gar doesn't take. He begins pacing around her, to her confusion*
Gar- Hey. Ok, nice face, that's cool... blond, that's nice... curvy ... very curvy...
Miranda- Thanks... Drury, what's going in here?
Drury- I have no clue. Gar, you still with us?
Gar- Hmm. Right... What's the catch? You already married? Got his bun in the oven? Or did he pay you under the table for a good night's time?
Miranda- Excuse me?!
Drury- Sorry... I dropped my fork. *hides under the table*
Miranda- What kind of creep are you?
Gar- Ah sweetheart. If you think I'm a creep, wait till you meet Rigger
Miranda- Who the hell is Rigger?!
Drury- It's complicated. He's the fourth member of our barbershop quartet. Where is that fork?...
Gar- I found him rummaging through a TJMaxx dumpster. If he didn't like fire I probably wouldn't have hired him.
Drury- But he did.
Miranda- You said it was a quartet. Who was the last member?
Drury- You've met Len! More Bar-tender than bar-ber, mind.
Miranda- Huh.
Gar Look, I'm sorry, but it's just... he's Killer Moth alright! It took me ages just to convince my little sister to stay with him ( that didn't exactly last.) He wasn't even in the fricking tights then! He's not exactly drowning in women, so when someone with legs like yours-
Drury- Gar!
Gar- It's a compliment. I swear.
Miranda- It's ok Drury, thanks Gar.
Gar- No problem. *to Drury* You manage to fuck this up and I'll roast you like the chicken on the menu.
Drury- Why does everyone think I'll fuck this up?!
Gar- Because... you're Killer Moth, I thought we established that was a lady repellent...Now, honestly that chicken sounds good.
Waiter- Are you ready to order drinks now sir?
Gar- Yes, I'll have a chocolate martini. And could I have one of those cute little umbrella thingies?
Waiter- Absolutely.
Miranda/Drury- *Pfft*
Gar- What? I'm not allowed to indulge myself?
City of Fear- Who is Drury Walker #4
=====12 Years Ago=====
Gar- Does anyone know why that Dekker creep made these suits even tighter?!
Len- I've got an answer that starts with "p" and ends in "ervert"
Drury- If he was a creep, not saying I agree, why did Twag hire him?
Gar- Maybe he needed someone to lick his fartbox?
Drury- What's a fartbox?
Gar- Oh you sweet, innocent child...
Drury- Yeah, um... Look a bar! We can lie low here.
Len- Huh. That's a nice bar.... I wish I had a bar.
Gar- Why?
Drury- Y'know, we all have dreams Gar.
Gar- And the less said about yours the better *sigh* Let's just get in from the rain
Len- Why is it that it always rains in Gotham anyway?
Drury- *Opening door* I have a theory abo-
*The entire crowd in the bar stop talking to take in the new arrivals*
Patron #1- Hey! Look, it's that guy, what's his face... Killer Moth!
Patron #2 The guy who just robbed Wayne Tower? Get real!
Patron #3- I think he's right. Look at that symbol...
Len- What if they sell us out to the cops? I say we run...
Collective Patrons- Woohoo!
*Clap clap clap clap clap*
Patron #1- Great stuff man, pulling a job right under Wayne's nose!
Drury- Um ... thanks
Len- Actually there's been a mixup. He didn't-
Gar- Len, shut up, we're cool now.
Len- Oh yeah, this'll last...
Gar- Say something "hero"
Drury- Right. Hello assembled drunkards! I'm Drury. But you know me as Killer Moth right?
Patrons- Woo!
Drury- Really though, I can't take all the credit. As hard as it may be to believe I had help. I know, I know... May I introduce my sidekicks- Firefly and... The Eraser
Gar- Sidekicks?
Len- The Eraser? Oh god, it's gonna stick.
*They navigate past the cheering crowds to sit at the bar*
Bartender- What'll it be rockstar?
Drury- (Three beers eh?) Three beers please!
Bartender- ... What type?
Drury-... There are different types?!
Len- This changes everything!
Gar- ... If you don't mind, I'll have a Pinã Colada instead. Cream please.
== Years Later- A Restaurant==
Drury- There! There she is! Babe!
Gar- Holy shit. She's real.
Drury- Gar, I'd like you to meet Miranda.
Miranda- Hi.
*Miranda holds out her hand, which Gar doesn't take. He begins pacing around her, to her confusion*
Gar- Hey. Ok, nice face, that's cool... blond, that's nice... curvy ... very curvy...
Miranda- Thanks... Drury, what's going in here?
Drury- I have no clue. Gar, you still with us?
Gar- Hmm. Right... What's the catch? You already married? Got his bun in the oven? Or did he pay you under the table for a good night's time?
Miranda- Excuse me?!
Drury- Sorry... I dropped my fork. *hides under the table*
Miranda- What kind of creep are you?
Gar- Ah sweetheart. If you think I'm a creep, wait till you meet Rigger
Miranda- Who the hell is Rigger?!
Drury- It's complicated. He's the fourth member of our barbershop quartet. Where is that fork?...
Gar- I found him rummaging through a TJMaxx dumpster. If he didn't like fire I probably wouldn't have hired him.
Drury- But he did.
Miranda- You said it was a quartet. Who was the last member?
Drury- You've met Len! More Bar-tender than bar-ber, mind.
Miranda- Huh.
Gar Look, I'm sorry, but it's just... he's Killer Moth alright! It took me ages just to convince my little sister to stay with him ( that didn't exactly last.) He wasn't even in the fricking tights then! He's not exactly drowning in women, so when someone with legs like yours-
Drury- Gar!
Gar- It's a compliment. I swear.
Miranda- It's ok Drury, thanks Gar.
Gar- No problem. *to Drury* You manage to fuck this up and I'll roast you like the chicken on the menu.
Drury- Why does everyone think I'll fuck this up?!
Gar- Because... you're Killer Moth, I thought we established that was a lady repellent...Now, honestly that chicken sounds good.
Waiter- Are you ready to order drinks now sir?
Gar- Yes, I'll have a chocolate martini. And could I have one of those cute little umbrella thingies?
Waiter- Absolutely.
Miranda/Drury- *Pfft*
Gar- What? I'm not allowed to indulge myself?