Served Death With A Sad Smile

“Mh…same here, I’m not too great with names, handsome, sorry.”

The short male shoved some white hairstrands behind his ear. Hearing the compliment come from the purple man made him think a little more. It seems familiar, as if he’s heared it a lot before.

“It’s me, Vincent? You know I don’t work here, love, I just live in the back room and pester the employees mostly nowadays. I went on a little bit of a…vacation…and jesus, it looks like more changed around here than I thought.”

His look went to the other side, this was slightly emberassing for him, but it happens. “Yepp…. the pizzeria has some new life in it… and some deaths too, it happens… I can tell you more in my office!”

"Oh does it now? I'm sad that I wasn't here for or the cause of the deaths." He gave a dramatic sigh. "Oh, but what can I do, I'll have to get back to work here, too. When did you get an office, by the way? Does it have a desk?" The killer asked, eyebrows raising. Oh he could imagine a few fun scenarios already! But! Reunions came first.

“Mh…same here, I’m not too great with names, handsome, sorry.”

The short male shoved some white hairstrands behind his ear. Hearing the compliment come from the purple man made him think a little more. It seems familiar, as if he’s heared it a lot before.

"It's me, Vincent? You know I don't work here, love, I just live in the back room and pester the employees mostly nowadays. I went on a little bit of a...vacation...and jesus, it looks like more changed around here than I thought."

Vincent pulled himself off of the ground, before brushing himself off and sitting back down. “Well that’s not creepy at all. What do you even do anymore?”