tail end of a corrupted breed ;

      "Somethin' I said, darlin' -- ?"

      "Now that there'd make a mighty fine proverb."

      "-- n' there's that name again. Scofield. Rightly I may harbor some resentment, but I still can't quite figure what's so special 'bout Michael Scofield. More pressingly, however, you wanna tell me your stake in this particular gambit, 'fore we do anythin' rash -- ?"

Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter, doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Some days I can write a fucking book, some days I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.

      "Now let's just say, for the sake of argument, that I know what you're insinuatin'. How is my current employment situation any o' your concern, huh?" 

      "Oh, I got a gut feelin' I'm about t'find out."

      "Well that was an awfully cryptic opener -- don't tell me y'never learned to appreciate a simple hello where you came from?" 

      "The very same. I like a, uh, traditional namesake."

same.

      "Well I've dealt out a fair few nicknames in my day, Bishop, but how's about we keep this affable. -- Clyde. Clyde Mays."