Connie and Renee are nice people so they did give Marco the directions he needed and yeah that was the end of their meeting!!
Transcript:
Marco: [yelling at his manager] Harry mate, why the hell did you hire that old geezer as my driver? He fucking drove off without me! We stopped cuz Armani needed a massive shit and now I'm gonna be late. I've got no clue where my gig is and if anyone here knows who I am or even sees me arghhhHHH-
Renee: He looks lost, should we help him?
Connie: Nah, he looks like he's arguing with someone. I'd stay out of it.
Renee: He's screaming at his phone. He's picking up his dog. And now he's coming over.
Marco: Sorry to bother you guys [takes off sunglasses] P-Petrah? Is that you?
Connie: I'm not Petrah! She's my twi-
Marco: Petrahhh! Hey what's with the disguise? Are you wearing a wig and contacts? I should do that too.
Connie: This guy, ugh of course Petrah knows someone like him [sighs] Petrah's my twin.
[all have different reactions to this even Armani]
Renee: Oh my god you have a twin! Are you identical?
Marco: Huh? Petrah has a twin?
I'm still Halsin posting, but back to his family loved him a lot, I think they had a special longbow made for him that was a bit bigger and thicker stringed than the others made for his brothers and sisters (and with his childhood name written delicately on the inside, though there's no way you'd confuse his for any of theirs), so he could hunt without any problem (he may have snapped a string or two - he was still getting used to his own strength then).
He hasn't seen the bow in centuries, but he can still remember how it felt in his hands and its weight and the catching of the carvings over his fingers.
hold on. i just wanted to see their height difference and. and hold on-
ill probably clean this up & do the other neighbors but ohhhhh my god. hes SMALL!!!!!! TWELVE! APPLES! (bg Home included to see if Barnaby would be able to fit through the front door. nope<3)