It took some effort but Dillon managed to not laugh as Ziggy smacked his chest, he knew that it had to hurt, instead settling for grinning and shaking his head. His hands resumed their former position, half tucked in his jean pockets.
"Okay, Ziggy, whatever you say." He said in Japanese again but then took pity on his friend. It so wasn't because he was effected by the pout. Nope, not at all. "Okay, Ziggy. Let's go. You've been here longer, any idea which direction?"
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Date: 2012-06-27 07:02 pm (UTC)"Okay, Ziggy, whatever you say." He said in Japanese again but then took pity on his friend. It so wasn't because he was effected by the pout. Nope, not at all. "Okay, Ziggy. Let's go. You've been here longer, any idea which direction?"