"Well then, when he shows up, just tell him to drop by the club."
"Fine. I won't guarantee that he will show up, though."
Finishing his conversation with the fixer, Dante got up to leave. The last topic they discussed had added to the noise in his mind, but when he looked into it, he realized that he had yet to get rid of the feeling that he forgot something, which meant his promise to Finn wasn't it. He tried thinking about the other things he had been avoiding for the last month or so, but nothing filled the gap.
"Heyyy, Dante, how have you been?"
Looking up with a start, Dante saw his giant blob of a friend, Boris, but something was different about him this time.
"Huh? Did you lose weight?"
The question removed the nervous look on the big guy's face, quickly replacing it with surprise, then an embarrassed smile.
"Damn, you actually noticed."
"Still can't believe it, though…"
