"I don't get it," Rude sighed. "There's no comparison between those two."
"I know," Reno said softly, looking across the cafeteria to the two girls sitting together.
"She's amazing."
"I know,"
"And that chick... isn't."
"I know."
"And I shouldn't be the one mad about this."
Reno smirked and rolled his head back over his shoulder to look at his partner, "I know."
"So why the fuck isn't Triss mad?"
"Well, for one, she's free to do the same damn thing," the redhead chuckled and held up two fingers. "And two, she knows better. This chick is all fluff and no stuff. Girls like that usually are. And Triss? Well, she's better than that."
"I don't get it," Rude sighed.
"There's no comparison between you two."
"I know," Triss replied softly, not taking her eyes from the screen.
"You're amazing."
"I know," she smirked.
"And that chick... isn't."
"I know." Her grin widened.
"And I shouldn't be the one mad about this."
Triss chuckled and turned to face Rude, "I know."
"So why the fuck aren't you mad?"
"Well, for one, I'm free to do the same thing," the girl laughed. "And, well, she is rather all fluff and no stuff. But then, women like her are usually like that." she smirked. "She doesn't threaten me because I know I'm better than that."
For the first time, Rude saw how frighteningly similar they were.
This is either going to go really well or turn into a complete disaster.