#de svake

Rasmus: Happy birthday Kari!!

Marina: Heyy Ras, sorry I'm late...

Rasmus: Late? Late?? Mom, it's 9 am, you're past late!

Marina: I know, I'm really sorry.

Rasmus: Mom I had an important exam today I was studying all week for, now the bus is gone!

Erik: Please young man, I need your help. I must talk to her as soon as possible.

Rasmus: How about this: You beat me in a game of poker, and I'll tell you where she is.

Erik: that easily?

Stephen: Oh-hoh you haven't heard of Rasmus de Svake, the best underage gambler of Fellbridge I suppose?

Marina: Okay baby, I know your brother's teaching you to talk, but if I don't do some parenting he'll seriously hate me.

Marina: Repeat after me: Mommy.

Kari: . . . .

Erik: Impossible! How could a child beat me?

Rasmus: Give it up man, I've been playing at this poker table since I was 5, I'm leagues better than you.

Stephen: Wait... how did I end up losing 200 Simoleans, what the fuck.

Erik: Well, a promise is a promise. I'll take my leave then, I'll come around again sometime soon.

Rasmus: Oh wow, you're pretty honest for a shady guy. I thought you'd beat me up and get me to tell you where she was.

Stephen: Wow, she looks so much like me.

Marina: Yeah, I can't escape you even in my own house.

Stephen: I want to be part of her life.

Marina: That's not happening. I can raise her by myself thank you very much. She doesn't need a father to disappoint her growing up.

Stephen: Come on, Marina. Don't be unreasonable. I can support you financially, you three of course.

Marina: How generous of you, but I don't think a shitty apartment Landlord's job can pay for my kids' lives.

Darrell: Hey kid, that Marina is your mom right? Mind giving me her number?

Rasmus: Mmm, yes I mind.

Darrell: Look, I'm not asking nicely. Give me her number or-

Rasmus: How about you win against me and earn her number?