"Hey you bastard! I'm hungry! When's lunch?"
"Oh. Sorry Romano. I'll get to it in just a minute. I'm finishing cleaning in here." I saw him cleaning an ax. The other axes were already shiny. I don't know why the bastard bothers.
"Well I'm hungry now you idiot!" Spain smiled at me.
"Okay Romano. Come with me." He put his ax down and I followed him into the kitchen. "Is there something special you want for lunch?"
"Yeah. Food." I sat down at the table.
"I'll make us a nice shrimp salad." He began working and I watched him cook the meal. Soon he'd finished and he was putting it all onto plates. He handed me a plate before going to get drinks. I picked up my fork and began to eat. He gave me a cup of wine and then took his plate and sat down across from me. "So how's your day going?"
"Fine."
"Well I think my day has been very productive. I have friends coming over tomorrow. It's just them so it shouldn't be too much for you."
"Bastard, why didn't you ask me if it was okay to have them come over here?"
"Because they would be coming anyway. I didn't really get a choice in it either but I'm just happy their my amigos."
"You should kick them out if they're not even coming on a damn invitation from you, you idiot."
"Well I don't think that would be very nice. Besides, it's always a happy surprise to see them. But, hey, if you want, I could send you out with some money so you don't have to stay here with us. I assure you it gets quite boring at times."
"With money?" I asked, looking up from my meal finally. "Why would you do that?"
"That way you could buy things you want and go shopping or something. You could even go check out some books." I frowned.
"I still think you should throw them out on their asses, you damn bastard."