Thank you again for everything.
No problem.
It was a pleasure to meet you.
What will you do now that you remember everything?
Will you go back to the brotherhood?
Umm... no I don’t think so.
I don’t think we were very happy there.
Say what you will about this place, but it doesn’t judge you for who you are.
Honestly I think I’m happier now.
Brotherhood not a fan of speedos?
Yeah, that and dog collars.
You sure you don’t want to come with us?
Without the Knights, I think we need to make our own way out here.
I can respect that.
Every man-
Err... person, needs to make their own destiny.
We’re probably going to party our fucking brains out.
Oh look something we can both respect.
Do you happen to remember any details about this cafe you were talking about?
The person who told us about it mentioned a dress code.
But that’s it.
Huh... a dress code?
Why would they have a dress code to get into a-
-a fucking nightclub!?
FUCK YEAH, LETS RAGE!
Oh no...
What’s wrong?
I... don’t know how to dance.
We’re not here to dance!
BULLSHIT, LETS GET LIT!
PARTY SQUAD!
You don’t have legs.
MINOR DETAIL.
Look we’re here to find someone who knows something about the holy hand canon.
That’s it.
No we don’t-
Excuse me, do you happen to know my friend...
Molly?
... are you asking for drugs, dude?
... you a cop?
Do we look like cops?
Do you guys do groups?
We’re not hookers either.
Look, whats the deal with this place, is it new?
... you got molly or not?
Tell me about this place, and maybe.
This is DREAM.
It used to be the Cafe of Broken Dreams, but it went out of business.
Why?
The rights were sold, no use for old Easter eggs.
Oh...
This will knock you on your ass.
Only take half.
Whatever, pussy.
I go hard.
Okay, your funeral.
Hey guys, I got dat dun-duh-dun.
Let’s go craaaazzzzy.
So... what should do we do?
Do... we have to dance?
What if you’re not very good at it.
When is the last time you actually socialized?
I think...
I went to a birthday party... twenty years ago.
Jesus.
Okay, just follow my lead.
Hey what the fuck?!
Hey you can’t just cut in line asshole.
Give me two seconds, gearbox.
Hey buddy, get in line.
Look we’re here on business, not to get lit and grind on coeds.
Is the proprietor of this establishment here perhaps?
I said, get in line-
-oh hello.
Seriously, you want to go?
SURE DO LIGHT BRIGHT, HOW’S ABOUT IT?!
Naw... i’m... i’m good.
THOUGHT SO.
Fine, but I can’t let you go in... looking like that...
The brotherhood isn’t well loved around here.
Wait... what does that mean?
It means, we’re going shopping.
...FUCK YEAH.