"Broadway wasn't my scene," Logan said in return, ordering another drink and turning a little to look at Neil.
He was still the unkempt hooker he'd been a year ago, scrawny, lazy looking, moving in a way that invited people to try and take him home. He couldn't help but sneer a little at that, and he turned back to the bar.
Nothing changed. LA was still just LA, down to every last boring detail.
Logan on the other hand, well, he'd taken a new route. He'd taken investing his money into his own hands. Really, he'd sort of had to after killing his accountant. He was now the proud owner of a line of hotels... some restaurants... and more property than he knew what to do with. He'd taken to dressing the part as well, his hair gelled into place and suites that actually fit his body.
"I thought maybe you;d have left town by now. Don't you get... tired of it all?"
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Date: 2007-11-09 01:41 am (UTC)He was still the unkempt hooker he'd been a year ago, scrawny, lazy looking, moving in a way that invited people to try and take him home. He couldn't help but sneer a little at that, and he turned back to the bar.
Nothing changed. LA was still just LA, down to every last boring detail.
Logan on the other hand, well, he'd taken a new route. He'd taken investing his money into his own hands. Really, he'd sort of had to after killing his accountant. He was now the proud owner of a line of hotels... some restaurants... and more property than he knew what to do with. He'd taken to dressing the part as well, his hair gelled into place and suites that actually fit his body.
"I thought maybe you;d have left town by now. Don't you get... tired of it all?"