Acelegin; Hm? Oh, right, the thing with your work.
Red Daniel; You feeling okay?
Acelegin; (dismissively) Yeah. I'm good.
Red Daniel; You sure? You seem kind of out of it?
Acelegin; Saki's dead.
Red Daniel steps back, shocked
Red Daniel; What!? Are you sure?
Acelegin; The rigor mortis kind of gave it away.
Red Daniel; What happened to her?
Acelegin; I'm not sure exactly. Stress, probably. New home and all. I don't think she's been eating or drinking properly.
Red Daniel; I'm sorry, man.
Acelegin; Don't be. I'll be alright.
Red Daniel; Do you want me o postpone the stakeout? I'm sure Sal will understand.
Acelegin; No, don't worry about it. And I do have a character willing to help out, and I know how o get a couple more on our side.
Red Daniel; Well, that's good.
Acelegin; Next week, right?
Red Daniel; Right.
Acelegin; Cool. I'm gonna go on a beer run. You just chill here for a bit.
Acelegin walks over to the front door and opens it
Red Daniel; Hey...
Acelegin; What's up?
Red Daniel; I know grief. If you wanna talk about it...
Acelegin smiles back at Red Daniel
Acelegin; I told you. I'll be fine.
Red Daniel; Alright. Be safe, man.
Acelegin; I will.
Red Daniel; And get enough for me too!
Acelegin flips Red Daniel off on his way out the door
Acelegin; You work in a bar! Stop mooching off me for alcohol.
Acelegin closes the door behind him. Red Daniel smiles.
Red Daniel; Pff. Dick.