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[his laughter just increases in pitch, but he flinches when sholmes mimes a punch.]

...

[He shakes his head, raising his hands.]

[Then he pulls out a piece of paper.]

["I'm not here to beat you up, my dear fellow. I am here to ask questions."]

[he looks up at him

and smirks]

I'll only answer if you speak your questions.

[rhyme, binch.]

[Just stares at him. Binch. Please.]

[But very well.]

I find myself wondering, quite,
Why you went and killed that man that night.

He got in my face. Why the fuck else? Hahahaha...

Got in your face...how, I say?
To what offense, in what way?

He didn't like having me as a roommate and I didn't like having him as one, either. So I decided I'd have him for dinner, hahahahahahaha!

...

You need not lie, if indeed you are.
I don't need displays like some bazaar.

What point is there in lying now? You just don't want to believe it?

[he's cackling]

There is more to you than meets the eye.

[And a pause. He looks almost...somber?]

What of your son? You'll leave him high and dry?

[

he goes still at that, and then his voice comes out in a growl.]

You leave Guzi the fuck out of this.

[A sigh.]

I know what it is to be a father.
So I do not attempt to be a bother.
But you care, you do, that much is clear.
So please. Tell me about it. I will hear.

[this poem is really cute, but unfortunately]

Get the fuck out.

[He will not.]

[He just stares at him.]

...

[And then sighs.]

At the very least, tell me your team.
The name that may have come to you, like a dream.

Why should I tell you that?

You can ask any question of me,
Anything you want to know, it will be
Yours, indeed. But I want to know.
I will exchange information, or favors, for show.