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Ramon inna bar. This particular ~~Servant of Evil~~ cartel boss/terrorist isn't in a great mood, due to the fact that it's a certain someone's birthday and he feels like he wants to be really nice to them.

No, the irony is not lost on him. He'll probably end up being horrible to the person because of it, but in the meantime he's in the bar and drinking.

Oh and if your name is Lee Castle, approaching is not advisable. ~~He'll be finding you later anyway...~~

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*Smirk*
"I will be doing my fair share of dumping, Ramon, but I am glad to see that you understand."

He actually does understand all about that. It's what the whole vendetta is about after all - but he just doesn't care when it happens to other people.

'Ah well, that what I was saying about you and your reputation Andres. Some break up with you because they have other's they like better and some just get more attractive offers. And I guess you must get bored easily, if you're dumping whoever's left. Or maybe you just like brooding in a corner and feeling sorry for yourself.'

"Just remember, Ramon, when Random gets bored of you, misery loves company. Thank you for the concern regarding my reputation, but the matter is my own."

He just shrugs and laughs. 'If he does, he does. I might get bored of him, who knows?' His eyes gleam. 'It's just sex Andres, just fucking. How does it feel to know that you got dumped for that? Your friendship must have really meant nothing to him.'

Andres frowns and his eyes dart down to the table as they avoid meeting Ramon's.

"Random offered to maintain friendship. I could not do it." He says quietly.

His eyes shine more. Got you with that one...

'Yeah, I expect it would be hard staying around the guy, knowing that you werent enough to hold his interest.'

Andres does not answer.

He just nods.

His eyes narrow. 'Oh God. You're not going to start crying are you?'

After a few moments to relax he looks up again and smirks.
"No Ramon. I do not care enough about Random to give you that kind of pleasure."

He chuckles expansively and pretends to pout for a second. 'Well, now you're just being selfish...'

*Shrug* "I have been accused of worse."

'Yes, I can imagine.' He points at the wine. 'You going to drink that?'

"... No." *Smirk*

He shrugs and picks it up, leans back lazily in his chair and swirls it around its glass a little.

'So what's your plan Andres? Not many friends left round here. Any hope you might disappear back off to Castille?'

"It is always a possibility." *Shrug*

"Though not very likely."

'No, they want to kill you there too, right? You seem to have a knack for getting people to want to do that. Maybe you should think about why sometime.'

He sips at the wine. He knows that Andres wouldn't give him the satisfaction of blowing up in his face, but it was also fun seeing him keeping calm at all costs.

"Ramon. When you are important, there is always someone who wants you dead."

*poker faced*

'Well I do hope you're right. Knowing that has brightened my day considerably.'

And he grins to prove it. Then he lights up a cigar. 'I spoke to Roy by the way, did I tell you?' He tuts mockingly. 'That was a cruel thing you did to him. I'm almost impressed.'

A shrug and a grin.
"You would be. But don't be impressed. It was far too easy."

'Oh I don't doubt that it was easy - this is Roy we're talking about. But you managed to actually make him grow a bit of spine because of it - he tried to stand up to me because of what you did.'

He pulls at his cigar and his voice is carefully musing. 'I imagine he hurt for a few days after that.'

"Well well, tell the man that I'm glad he took my warnings to heart. "

he sits forward and rests his chin in a hand.
"And somehow, I think I'll manage to with the guilt of harming the poor fool."

'Oh no, you misunderstand. He told me everything you did, and said. It just made him afraid of me. And he said he wasn't physically harmed by you, and he just seemed pissed off that you'd decieved him.' He gives a short laugh. 'No guilt Andres? You'll start to sound like me soon.'

"Oh, I know that he told you. I only intended to scare him. I did not expect him to resist you. That was simply a bonus." *Smirk*

"And,- Oh dear!" He puts a hand to his mouth, mock startled. "Let me run and repent right now." He says facetiously.

Ramon gives a stare of feigned injury, then smirks. 'Repenting is something that people like you do. it's very strange.' And he shrugs. 'He didn't resist for long. And he never will again.'

Not that he's planning on letting Roy back into his bed, but Andres doesn't need to know that.

Andres chuckles.
"Strange indeed."
"But it's probably safer for him this way."