"Yo Jones! Get your ass down stairs" Thrax hollered from the kitchen. "What man what?" Ozzy called. "Just get down here!" Ozzy walked downstairs, "what do you want?" "Time for dinner" "Dinner?" "Yea..you aint have dinner before?" "With you?" "Who else? you dont see the Easter Mucus here" "Oh i knew it! I knew you were-" "f you value your life, youd stop there. Were just eating at the same time cause i dont need you down here in the middle of the night tearing up the kitchen" Thrax explained as he got out plates. "What ever, what is it anyway" "Food." "I mean more specific" "Just eat it". Thrax puts some on the plate, "This enough?" "Yea thats fine, thanks I can fix my own food incase you didnt know" Ozzy said taking the plate and sitting down. Thrax took the rest of the food for himself. Ozzy eyed Thrax's plate. "Pig." Thrax eyed Ozzys plate and scoffed, "twig." "Do you really need to eat that much?" "What? You want me to be a scrawny weakling like you?" Ozzy shoved a forkful of food into his mouth, " I ain't weak" " Did yo momma ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" Ozzys expression dropped a bit, "well...yea..but.." Thrax notices Ozzys face and puts down his fork. "It was just me and my mom.." Ozzy started, "my dad left for this German cell that transferred after Frank visited that "authentic" German pub..but hey, look at me now? Living in a swank place, and with the love of my life...Leah.." "Leah? You mean that pretty honey that i kidnapped?" "Hey hey dont call her that, and yea.. we got together after you left. But now that i got moved we dont see much anymore.." Thrax finished the last on his plate until he noticed Ozzy staring at him. "Can I help you?" "How do you do that?" "Do what?" "Eat so fast." "Fast? That's how I normally eat" "You eat like a dump truck" "And" you don't get to this height and muscles like these eating like a bird. Now hurry up so I can put this stuff away." Ozzy finished his food, "Why? What's the rush?" Thrax took his plate from him, "I'm not a man that wastes time." Ozzy rolled his eyes, "obviously." He went in the living room to sit. "So difficult.. Thrax commented. He looked at the clock at sees it's around 9 lm. "Hm still kind of early. He takes out his phone and dials a number. "Hello?" "Yo Thrax! Baby! hows it been" the voice answered back. "Hey!, look were going out tonight, but i want you to meet my room mate." "Room mate? Hm, aight im there. see ya later" "Solid" thrax hung up the phone. "Yo Jones?" "What you wanna go out ballroom dancing next?" "You could say that, we going out. but i got some one for you to see" "Oh uh uh, i aint letting anymore viruses in this house!" He grabbed his badge turns his back to him. "Relax, geez why do you need that for?" He hears the doorbell. "Awwww yea" he struts towards the door "Yo!" "Im a cop first and friend second!" Ozzy he called after him.