CONTRACT

Meanwhile, the other group arrived at the drug demon's lair with the contract to exchange it for the renowned sword Dármela, believing that everything would be easy, a simple exchange.

“We're drunk; we should come back later,” Marco proposed.

“We can't go back without completing the mission, and it doesn't matter; I fight better drunk.” Angie smiled. “You know what they say about drunk people? They're all very strong.”

“Let's go easy, guys. We have to finish the mission, come on and come on, and let them pour us liquor,” Yaqui joked. “Let's drink, for when you really get to know someone, it's when you lend them money or get them drunk, or they don't need anything from you.”

“I heard a similar saying,” Luis intervened. “Here it doesn't apply; it's that family and partner are known in need and in the distribution of inheritances.”

“Luckily, you're very pretty because you're not very funny,” Angie said, kissing him.