Tavish: No way.
Arran: Sons of Brooklyn & Gypsy Sisters too?
Derrick: Yes. I know them too.
Callum: The Gypsy Sisters are cute.
Tavish: Damn right they are.
Derrick: They are lovely and gorgeous.
Tavish: Can we meet them when we are there?
Derrick: I can arrange something for sure.
Tavish: You’re the fucking best. My other brothers don’t do shit for me.
Callum: He’s not your brother.
Tavish: I don’t care, I’m claiming him. Why does he get to be your brother and not mine?
Arran: DNA, dickhead.
Tavish: Don’t we share like some? There’s no way we can’t be related.
Callum: You’re not.
Derrick: I have loads of people that I don’t share DNA with who I consider family.
Tavish: See, I knew it. He’s going to be the best brother.
Callum: I found him first.
Tavish: You need to learn to share.
Arran: You know he was never good at sharing, even as a kid.
Tavish: Facts!
Callum: Fuck you both.
Tavish: Rather not. Oh, peace out.
Arran: Oh fuck, Liberty is here.
Derrick: Who’s Liberty?
Callum: Tav’s toxic ex.
Arran: She’s a bitch. And I don’t like to call women that, but she is. She cheated on him constantly when they were dating, but he can’t quit her.
Derrick: Oh no.
Callum: She keeps breaking his heart. She’s slept with all his friends, but still, he’s a sucker and goes back to her time and time again.
Derrick: Sometimes it’s hard to break a toxic cycle.
Callum: If she was a nice girl, we wouldn’t have a problem, but she gets off on hurting him.
