>>10487596>[Sheila listens in earnest as Nikki finishes her declaration.]"You know, Nickers, I want ya to slam the door on me. But I'm not going down without a fight."
"About ya sister, I'm sure I'll fight her sometime soon. I like youse a hell of a lot more than 'er. She'll probably beat the crap outta me, too. But until then, I'm your problem. But I ain't looking down on ya, mate. I'm lookin' ya right in the eyes as an equal. Maybe after Onso youse'll be looking down at me. But I ain't here ta shit in ya cereal. I know I'm in ya way, I want ya to give me all ya got. If the day comes when you and fucken Casso have to go at it, I'll be rootin' for ya."
"Now go on, get these little piss pots otuta here. Bartenders won't serve me if they think I'm here with youse lot, nyeh heh heh! I've got a cupple more here to finish anyway. Take care of them, and take care of yourself, kid."
>[As Nikki gets up to leave, with Colby and Amy stumbling along, propping up sapphire, Sheila lowers her voice so only Nikki can hear.]"And oi, Nikki. Maybe aftah, we can have anothah cuppla drinks. You know my rule: loser buys the first round."
