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Joker stood there and a idea came to him. He went to the kitchen and was looking all over the place for the chocolate cake that was there. He frowned when he saw pieces of it in the trash and walked back to the little group. "What happened to the chocolate cake?" He asked, praying it wasn't the Twins. Gambler pointed at Rave. "While you were on the ground crying and trying to breathe, he ate the whole thing." She said with a childlike innocence. Joker raised a high brow at Rave and gave him a pointed stare. "Is this true?" Gambler nodded for Rave. "He even smeared it all over his body like some freaking model." She said. Twins shook their heads in dismay at the accusation. Of course they would always side with Gambler. It took alot to get them to be on your side.

Monty rolled his eyes. "You couldn't be any more stupid because you already are and I don't get drunk easily." He said looking straight ahead of him. He never did get drunk which sometimes he wished he could to drown out everything on his mind but then he wouldn't be in this group if he did that. "It's not very polite to speak in another language when another doesn't know it."

Gambler shook her head. "Don't what me. Even my Twins saw it happened." The Twins looked at Rave and then at Eldin with nods of their heads. "It's true brother. We saw it happened." "Gambler looked at Rave with mischief in her eyes. "He makes the Calvin Klein models look like trash." It was true and no one could deny that part.

Joker shook his head at Rave. "Shame on you Rave. That was the greatest chocolate cake in the world. I hope you got to at least taste the damned thing." He frowned even more. "Your going to have to owe me one.

Monty snorted. "I would need an instructor to learn such a language. Just like you need one to learn demon, divine, russian, spanish, italian, japanese, chinese, arabic, french and a few others." Yes the bone head Monty knows mulitple languages, his native tongue is demon and spanish.

Gambler sat back and crossed her arms over her chest. "Well, well, well. Mister Scary is being all calm about it? Let me just say, I'm going to call a modeling agency and tell them I have the next famous one. Would you like that Rave?" She smiled sweetly. Her hell was never ending. At least the real hell did give everyone a break but with Gambler, never. Unless you knew how to beat her at her game. Ivan handed her a his phone. She flipped it open. "Hmmm. What should be your modeling name? Chocolate? Cookie? Cake?"

Joker shook his head and sat down. "I'm very disappointed in you Rave. I thought you would be have been the rock in this group but I see your like clay." He said.

Monty shook his head. "It depends on what others you want to learn. The Twins are pretty good teachers in russian." Monty began to think and stretch out as much as he could. "Demon isnt that bad of a language. It's like russian or spanish on a bad day. Divine is just..nice." He actually did like that language, even though he hated everything holy and Gambler with a passion.

Gambler dialed the number and let it ring. "I think your new name should be a pie. I like cherry pie and apple pie. What do you like Rave?" Someone answered on the other line and Gambler named off the details. "Rave how tall are you?" She really didn't do measurements and she was short so anything that he said would be out of proportions.

Monty looked at Kalore. " I would like to beat something. I want to punch something, drink, screw something that walks and then go to sleep. How's that for you?" He said being blunt and annoyed that they were stuck here. He wanted to go back to his routines and be done witht he day until another bad guy comes up to cause trouble. "I also would like to clean up Joker's place, relocate and give my respects to Raid's resting place."

Monty rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to punch the wall because it hurts your ears. And I don't screw things that walk with multiple colored hair. Not my type." He drawled. This was somewhat entertaining and better than arguing over something stupid.


"He said he's seven to eight feet tall." Gambler said to the person and nodded. "He doesn't like pie. So any names that is a pie is out of the question. I know, I know. Pumpkin pie would have been nice for anything in November. How about a flower?" She smiled wider at Rave. She was going to have so much fun that she needed to plan a escape plan incase Rave does something really bad. "No. Doll face is terriable. I hate that name. It's soooo....Ewwww. Just no. I want him with a flower name, got it?" The Twins were holding back smiles and Joker was covering his face from laughing. This was too much.

The Twins stared at Rave with wide eyes. That was against the rules when with Gambler. It was one thing to make fun of her behind her back but in front of her and a few others? That was a automatic death wish. A nerve twitched slightly under her eyes and smiled even bigger. "You know, if that modeling doesn't work out could you put him in a porno? I think he would be a big star in that one. You can call him Mr. Tall and have him.....Yes. Yes. No. Definiately. I think if you put some makeup on him he could do those with the males and the one female." She was going to make Rave pay for that comment on her height.

"I know what you hair color is. It's the perfect shade of blonde, but alas, I don't screw men. Now, a blonde female with that same shade, then yes." He had no qualms about talking like this and there was once a time that he did screw a male but the next one that came along was random and killed it for him, so he stays well the hell away from males. Even the thought of it makes his blood run cold and shudder in hate. "By the way, cold water takes that out without leaving stains."

"What?! No! I don't want him in that kind of porno. I want him with those five males and throw in two females and add some BDSM and you got yourself a new porn star. Oh, by the way, his sexiness comes with it." Gambler rolled her eyes at what was being said. "You know who I am right? Okay, would I ever lie to you about someone being sexy? Exactly. Who was right about....." Hans whispered something to Gambler in russian and she smiled even bigger. "If porno doesn't work then he could be a stripper. I need striper names. Maybe Delicious or Candy or something." She said, waving her hand around. She was liking this and man did she plan out her escape route and safe house.

Monty looked at Kalore again. "You feminine? I would never have thought that." He rolled his eyes when he said that but it was an attempt to take his mind away from things that easily distracted him like that.