"Supernatural, huh? Are we talking vampire hunting sort of thing here? So, you're a sort of young Van Helsing then? Stakes at the ready."
Sipping his drink, Tony just offered the Englishman a smirk and knew he was being a sassy bastard but didn't care. Supernatural hunter? Shit. Did that mean?...
"Hey, you don't hunt angels do you? Because if you do, we could have a big problem."
Keeping his large brown eyes fixed on Dorian, Tony wondered if this guy had the balls to deal with dangerous angels and the like. Lucifer? Pfft. This guy looked like a college graduate who probably smoked weed on his off days. Either way, he would be civil since the guy seemed friendly enough and had struck up conversation with him first. A slap on the back and Tony was smiling once more.
"So, this zombie hunting? It's a hobby? What, no getting drunk and doing body shots anymore? Is that not a thing for you youngsters anymore? Or watching endless amounts of porn on the Discovery Channel?"
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Sipping his drink, Tony just offered the Englishman a smirk and knew he was being a sassy bastard but didn't care. Supernatural hunter? Shit. Did that mean?...
"Hey, you don't hunt angels do you? Because if you do, we could have a big problem."
Keeping his large brown eyes fixed on Dorian, Tony wondered if this guy had the balls to deal with dangerous angels and the like. Lucifer? Pfft. This guy looked like a college graduate who probably smoked weed on his off days. Either way, he would be civil since the guy seemed friendly enough and had struck up conversation with him first. A slap on the back and Tony was smiling once more.
"So, this zombie hunting? It's a hobby? What, no getting drunk and doing body shots anymore? Is that not a thing for you youngsters anymore? Or watching endless amounts of porn on the Discovery Channel?"
Tony, you are so old.