" You, okay. You only comes here a few times. But, for some PERSON, who can't stop eating pizza, just stays asking me for money. " , Trish said, glaring at Dante.
Suddenly the phone rang and Dante answered it while he swatted people away from his pizza. "Devil May Cry...mmhmm....gotcha." he hung up the phone and stood. He smirked as he grabbed his guns. "You guys comin'?"
Nero grabbed his sword from beside the door and twirled it once, then place it upon his back. "Even if you said no, I'd still go with." He said with a smirk.
"Alright." Dante nodded. "Let's rock!" he barged out the door and looked up at the sky. The clouds were red and swirling together. The client that just called him failed to mention that. "Ah..." Dante sighed and kicked the ground. "I never get a break."
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