“He bashes their brains in with a baseball bat is what he does. Now, Werner, I’m gonna ask you one more goddamn time, and if you still "respectfully refuse,” I’m callin’ the Bear Jew over here, and he’s gonna take that big-ole bat of his, and he’s gonna beat you to death with it.“
you recognized two of them immediately and from the way one of them was eyeing you, you assumed he recognized you as well. waving at the one who was looking at you, whom you knew as The Bear Jew, you invited him by your movements to follow you to somewhere secluded.
his heart was thumping happily as he followed you, mind racing ‘get a load of this looker. damn she is fine.’
when you knew you were alone you stopped, “what are you guys doing here?”