"What's up in City Center?"
"So, Dino, what's good downtown?"
"Shit. Place is burnin' up, girl.",
"maleVariant": "Shit. Place is burnin' up, choom."
"You knew Silverhand?"
"Where do I go to party?"
"What kinda fire?"
"Since that 'Saka bitch showed up, all them suits're shittin' themselves like they ate day-old Caliente."
"Biz – fuckin' boom-ing. Everyone's gotta have a piece of ol' uncle Dino."
"You knew Johnny Silverhand?"
"Pssh, c'mon. Little young for that. Did hit one of his gigs once. Real fucked up."
"Decent gig?"
"Eh, played normo. But Johnny, 'parently he had some 'Saka suit tied up backstage. Said if they didn't get at least three encores, he'd bash the poor bastard's faceplate in."
"Johnny had style, kid."
"Still jam with the band now an' then?"
"All right Dino. In the mood to party. Where do I go for a good time?"
"Hear Kerry Eurodyne's settin' up a real preem shindig."
"I'll get you in. Just gimme a little time. Kerry likes me."
"Still play any gigs?"
"No time, kid. But I'll get back to it. The fuckin' days, those were."
"Even went to one of your gigs once."
"Ah, a groupie! What, have a good time?"
"Honestly? Seen better. Mostly remember you vomming all over the front row."
"Gloryhole Bandits'll be back, babe. Just got some biz to hammer out first.",
"maleVariant": "Gloryhole Bandits'll be back, choom. Just got some biz to hammer out first."
"We'll talk later."
"Gotta delta."
"Delta."
"Ya don't know me, but you will. Name's Dino. Deal with downtown, City Center."
"V."
"Need anything, you call me – remember, Dino knows everybody."
"Yeah, I know. Heard about you. Hot stuff."
