Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20160210013219/@comment-5385060-20160225112604

Milo drove out of Blue Skies. "Yeah, anyone could go in there. Steal stuff. Really mess with everything. Oh yeah, I just remembered," Milo said. He handed a slip of paper out the back window for the twins, holding the folded paper between two extended fingers. "That is my pal Clint's number. You guys ever need my talents for something, give me a call. I'm always around. Ask for Milo. It's Boom for the chicks, but Milo when it's business."