"Will you look at that?" Primo squinted his eyes at the smoke ascending from their base. "I guess everyone's still alive."
"Or barely made it out alive."
Primo looked at the front passenger seat in dismay. The two of them had been on the road together to get Hera's money back. But alas, what they got was Tiger's money without the man's knowledge. Primo could only hope Tiger was just as oblivious to his money.
"Once we arrive, you go talk to Hera," said Primo lazily. "I want to sleep and take a freaking bath."
"Sure."
"Okay." Primo rocked his head, only to look at Moose suspiciously. "Sure? That's it?"
"Mhm. Sure."
"You're not going to tell me I do it myself?"
"Well, considering you are new in here, I can't let my junior do all the work. This work is for the big boys." Moose shrugged, exuding an air of nonchalance. "I'll go tell her how we failed so spectacularly and weigh our little pocket money with her."