Big Brother (Derek)

[Derek Whiteman]

Who is that?.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

I'll take that as a no... He was Dad's best and oldest friends. He's also... my God Father.

[Derek Whiteman]

Huh. Ok then. Uh, listen, have you heard from Brie?

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

Why would I have?

[Derek Whiteman]

Uh, no reason. Um, listen, whatever it is you're doing here, gambling, binge drinking, avoiding the mob, just be careful. Don't want to be called in to identify your corpse and have to tell your grams.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

I'm here for work, Derek, not for pleasure. I'm living here now.

[Derek Whiteman]

Well, then I'll just have to show you a good time soon.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

Why does that sound like a terrible idea coming from you, big brother?

[Derek Whiteman]

I've no idea what you're talking about. But seriously Mike, be careful. Vegas can get...Dangerous.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

*Smirks* Apparently you haven't heard the story of the last time I was in Vegas.

[Derek Whiteman]

I thought I was suppose to be the bad one. Anyways, seriously though, -cryptically- promise you'll be careful here.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

*sighs heavily* It wasn't bad... it was just a little dangerous, that's all. *Squints* But yeah, I promise. I'll try to be careful. Although my new career doesn't exactly promise me I don't get hurt every once and awhile.

[Derek Whiteman]

-barely audible- yer job's not what I'm worried about. -loud knocking- Shit. I forgot I was having some...guests. I'll have to talk to ya later.

[Micah Walker]

CALLING DEREK WHITEMAN

*Raises a brow* Okay, guess.. have fun with that. I'll talk to you later, bro. Bye. *Hangs up*