scotty doesn't know

“DiJore Royale, you sound like you used to be a riot. What made you want to do that?”

“Still am a riot, just to a lesser extent. What made me do it or what made me quit?”

“Aw man, I wish I could have been there. What was your drag queen name?”

“DiJore Royale. I through a lot of shade, exposed a lot of fakes. Those were the days, but sadly I hung up my heels.”

“Would that answer be yes? Because if so, you’ll become my new best friend.”

“Obviously the answer is yes I have incredible bone structure, but no to the make up. I got out the game a long time ago.”

@notleofitz: @ro-rivera finally

I have this weird fascination with makeup right now. Like I want everyone’s face to be flawless, especially mine. Is that weird?

“If that’s your way of asking to do my makeup I already have the answer to whether or not I’d make an excellent drag queen.”

“There’s no proof that it’s mine, besides, my snake is several inches bigger if we’re talking sizes. If you hear one of your Kappa boys screaming like a little bitch then you know who to call on. These bites can sometimes be quite fatal, and seeing one of your boys in hospital so soon in the new year wouldn’t be good. Just keep an eye out.”

“No one said anything about the size of anything, so you’re just making it weird, dude and if someone gets caught off guard by a dangerous reptile or has herpetophobia and lets out a scream to indicate they need help, I’ll let you know.”

Lance entered the room almost wary in the way he scanned his surroundings.  After a minute of silence, continuing to inspect the place, his lips parted to voice, “You seen a snake ‘round here?”

“No, but if there’s an actual snake lose you better hope it doesn’t bite someone, cause I wouldn’t put it passed anyone who goes here to sue but if you’re just walkin’ around asking that to see how people react and create chaos kudos to you.”