[The irony isn't lost on Des, who just holds his grin, although it's twitching into more of a grimace. He claps a hand down over the pearl and slides it easily into his pocket and is back to his burger before any patrons can start chattering about people sliding suspicious shit back and forth. Even in Chicago, there's always a few idiots who would rather start rumors than tend to their own shit, the rubes.
He's halfway through a bite before he realizes that Liam's leaving and almost chokes when it occurs to him that he's stuck with the check. He thuds on his chest a few times when the meaty abomination doesn't go down right and glares in Liam's general departing direction.]
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He's halfway through a bite before he realizes that Liam's leaving and almost chokes when it occurs to him that he's stuck with the check. He thuds on his chest a few times when the meaty abomination doesn't go down right and glares in Liam's general departing direction.]
Yeah. Just like old times.