"..."
He stared at his stomped-out cig. There was visible anger on his face.
He sighs
Vincent: ...Think of it this way, handsome: ...nobody's going to kiss you if your breath tastes like smoke...
He starts to walk away again, heading towards a bigass gothic mansion on a hill a ways away from the town
"I'd rather you not call me handsome.
Vincent: And I'd rather you not call me cute.
"...fine."
Vincent: Many thanks...now do me a favor and go see a therapist or something...quit before it kills you.
He gives a two fingered salute and walks away
"Dumbass.."
He flips Viktor off without turning around
He stomped off
Vincent grins and goes to home to his mansion
