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Rave chuckled, sitting in the chair opposite, ignoring the dark mahogany desk that was in the center of the room. "I wish this was where I worked... I'm mostly doing some job out in the field..." He thought about it, "Well...was...." Rave shrugged, "My current boss hasn't shown me the type of jobs I'll be getting. Things have just been too hectic..." He smiled softly at her, humor in his eyes.

Even though they hadn't known each other long, Kalore could tell when Monty was thinking of something. So, knowing this, he waited for Monty to tell him. It was amazing the amount of patience that Kalore had learned in his time of befriending the demon.

Monty looked at Kalore from the corner of his eye. "For one thing, you can take a hit and never back down. The mulitple times we fought in the elevator proved that to me." He said and blinked, looking back at the wall. "Then, you let me come near you when you were having your attacks without......" He took a deep breath finding this odd that he was opening up once again to this elf and no one else. "Without pushing me away." He finished and looked down at the ground.

The demon blinked and looked at the floor continuously. "But those are little things. The fact that I even talk to you and tell you thing no one knows about is proof enough that you got through to me." Especially since it was a something beyond the physical.

Gambler blinked. "Then you have a horrible boss. Is there anything specific that you want your boss to give you? Especially during a time of peace?" she asked with a smile.

Gambler nodded and smiled broader. "Well, you already have the hardest job, Rave." She said, chuckling softly and got more comfortable on the chair.

Monty nodded and stared at the ground. "There are some big things that allow this to happen. I just....don't know how to express it without looking like a fool and hurting you in the process." He said softly and was sort of wishing he was in his shed or warehouse, surrounded by things he was familiar.

Gambler laughed and clapped her hands. "Not that job, Rave. The job of putting up with me is the hardest you have taken on." She said smiling fondly at him.

Monty looked up at Kalore. "I don't mind the club but....." He shrugged slightly. "If you want to go somewhere then....I'll follow." He said, standing up, towering over Kalore and realized that so he took a step back. "Where do you want to go?"

Gambler grimanced at that question. "I do have one but I told you I'll wait a thousand years for it." She said and looked at the ground, not in shame but just because that was a natural thing she did. "Could you teach me how to speak your language?" She asked.

Monty blinked at Kalore. "Where ever you want Kalore. We can go to a cafe in Area." He didn't want to be anywhere that a spy of Eri could be. Perhaps he wanted to be slightly selfish and have Kalore's company all for himself.

Gambler nodded and looked at him. "I've got forever to perfect it." She said, thinking determindedly to learn it and master it so that she can speak elvish like her comrades and like Rave. "It's a beautiful language." She complimented.

Monty smirked at the look Eri gave him and then followed Kalore out the club. Monty then took the lead out of Harl and into the streets of Area 6 to the cafe that he took the elf after he rescued him from Eri the first time. Coming up to a outside table that was secluded, he took out a chair for Kalore to sit in. He was still a polite demon.

Monty sat down and blinked at Kalore. "I can't make any promises." He said, humor creeping into his eyes at the memory. "Order whatever you want Kalore. It's on me." He said, maybe through this things could be fixed.

Gambler looked back down and and nodded. "Maybe. I can't grow a big head and say that I can because then I might not." She said with humor.