A few days later. Packie parks his old green car at the old McCreary house in Liberty City, which in my universe is only about a 4 hour drive from San Andreas. He's seen as a grey hoodie instead of his usual green shirt. But same pants. Dash in seen in the cameo hoodie players can find at the gun store. Wears a green beanie hat over her unkempt black hair, and the same dirty blue jeans she always wears. In the back are Sally and Franklin who were also brought, well technically just Sally, but she wanted to bring her boyfriend and Patrick didn't mind. Franklin is seen in his black jeans but also a dark grey tank top. Sally in a white long sleeve with the CGF logo, and the same sweatpants Trevor wears. She also has the same backwards cap she always wears, the black one with green F just like Frank's, but a strap on.
Sally releases from a bong she brought, well Frank's actually. ''Ahh.'' Sally said, after breathing in weed. ''You really have to do that in the car?'' Packie groaned. ''Hey, you were approaching the house. And was getting nervous about actually arriving.'' Sally said, handing the bong back to Franklin who put it in a backpack he brought. Along with overnight clothes for him and Sally, plus both their wallets. Dash's and Packie's wallets in there are two for safe keeping. Dash has a bag with her overnight clothes two. Packie has some in there two.
''Whatever, lets go, Gerry said he's already in there.'' Packie said, pulling out the car keys and putting them in his hoodie pocket. Dash is seen drinking the last bit of a Pißwasser beer she brought, burping into her mouth. ''Shit, hope they got more beer.''
''Yeah, imagine a day sober.'' Sally sassed.
"Ha ha." Packie responded. Dash mumbles under her breath annoyedly.
"Wasn't Carly coming?'' Franklin asked.
"Johnny said she got sick on the flight, so they couldn't make it." Packie explained.
''I left them the keys to mine and Niko's place.. Used to be PlayboyX's technically, Niko never had need for it until we married, before that he was staying in Mallorie's old place. The one in South Bohan.'' Dash explained.
''Your place? Wait, what about us. You said there was no room for us, and I'm not huge on the hotel in this city.'' Sally said, referring to Frank and herself when she said to us.
''Yeah, doesn't even have breakfast, you gotta go find it.'' Franklin added, remembering the time he and Sally went here for one of Niko's family get-togethers. Sally being considered part of that family. Frank isn't, but was still dating her, and that's kinda what you do. Everyone liked him, not surprisingly considering it's his charm that attracted Sally to begin with. Plus he's considered very attractive, so that no doubt helped.
''Oh don't worry, I called Roman. Told him to expect you.'' Dash said, tossing the bottle into a nearby trash.. The neighbours in fact.
''Roman?.. Well.. Alright.'' Sally replied, only having met Roman once or twice, mostly in passing to get togethers. Frank never. He himself checks how much weed they have. Just one of the many things Sally and him share. For the record Sally and Frank would be far more willing to go to rehab for their pot smoking, than Dash is for her drinking. Not that they do enough of it to even need it. Even with Sally's higher usage than Franklin's.
Meanwhile at the Dash's house..
"It's beautiful here." Carly responded, looking at the large balcony to make herself feel better.
''Yeah, not bad.'' Johnny said, bringing some pizza he picked up out to the balcony. Dash never said if they can eat any of the food. So he decided not to risk it. ''Make sure to leave some for breakfast.'' he added, referring to the pizza. Carly nodes.
Back at the house, Francis McCreary burst in, drunk off some whiskey. Same one Michael Townley likes.
''Oh god, he's still alive?'' Dash groaned. Sally and Franklin exchange nervous looks from Dash's reaction to the man, neither have met him.
Francis immediately makes things uncomfortable, by implying racism at Franklin. Gerry is a bit racist two, but he had enough decenty to keep it to himself, and didn't wanna judge Franklin. Francis on the other end had no such courtesy, straight up saying ''who let the darky in!?''
Franklin not replying, just awkwardly drinks his beer.
Francis than starts expressing sarcastic sadness about Dashlene being still alive, saying ''I heard one of the girls died, but guess it was the wrong one.''
''Hey shut your mouth Frankie, she's family.'' Packie growled.
''Yeah right, we both know you only keep her around cause your fucking her.'' Francis drunkenly slurred. Packie tells him to shut up.
''Oh come on P.. What are her fares?'' Freancis drunkenly slurred.
''That's it!'' Packie shouts, slamming both his hands on the table as bursts up from his chair. ''Patrick sit down.'' Gerry groaned, barely reacting or looking up as he pulled Packie back down to his chair.
Francis just laughs.
Dash angrily stands up, already kinda drunk. ''What's your problem with me!?''
''Simple.. You got Kate killed.'' Francis replied. Dashlene snaps and smashes a nearby glass bottle onto Francis, and he screams while bleeding out from his top head. Gerry sighs and rather slowly gets up to go calm things.
''SHUT YOUR MOUTH!'' Dashlene screams violently, this still being a sensitive area to her. ''Bitch!'' Francis cried.
''I don't know if I wanna stay.'' Franklin whispered to Sally, feeling uncomfortable. Sally giggled and pats him.
"We're eating dinner, then I'll call Roman." Sally responded.
Francis swears at Dash and grabs a nearby knife, Dash herself pointing the same broken bottle as a weapon. Only then does Gerry finally stand between them. Packie awkwardly goes to get the turkey at hearing the bell, telling Sally to go help, she does. leaving Frank to awkwardly pull out and pretend to text so he could avoid getting involved in the near fight.
''Francis, please, she's family, not blood, but in spirit. Hell she looked after mom.'' Gerald explained.
''Yeah, and now she's dead, amazing coincidence isn't it.'' Francis added, Dash growls and tries to stab him. Packie comes out with the turkey, which finally seemed to calm things down.
