Mateo shakes Tug's hand and gives it a strong shake. "Pleasure doing business, hope to see you again."
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Mateo shakes Tug's hand and gives it a strong shake. "Pleasure doing business, hope to see you again."
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Tug exits the shop with a wave to both men, gets in his truck, and drives off. For some inexplicable reason, he felt an easy, unstated kinship with both men.
Nice guys.
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"Nice work, Mat, those things looked positively evil," Vincent bursts out with laughter, his tone light but still conveying a sense of encouragement, proud to have seen his Alpha working at something he was apparently delighted with.
Picking up his camera and the gift from Mateo, Vincent says, "Well, I better be off. I need to speak to Gwen about being branded. Also, I'm gonna go and swing this bad boy about and try not cut my own arm off." He chortles once more before holding out his hand.
"Catch up later, yeah? Maybe get a drink or something?"
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"Sounds good to me pup, now head out, you need that branding as soon as possible. Hit me up sometime after, we'll see about hanging out then."
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