*Clutch being the son of Muz and grandson of GinoCeaser, arrives at the house to scope the place*

So this is what dad was talking about. Hmm. Not to shabby.

Esham lights up another cigarette and turns to look at Clutch. He walks down the porch, as to keep the 2nd hand smoke away from lil' Sam.

Sava turned and frowned at the man who calls himself Clutch

'Who are you young man?

Esham takes a drag and exhales. Eying the man.

Walks over and sniffs Clutch, eying him warily

Slides my hand to the back of my shorts for my silver Dagger.

Growls slightly as he smells the silver

Sav you've gotta remember silver and werewolf doesn't mix to well

Lowers it to my side

''sorry rover'

Pulls out his silver necklace from within his shirt and sticks his tongue out at Rover.

Stop your whining.

Growls

Want me to mess up another of your shirts

Grins.

Want me to go borrow Sav's blade?

Winks at Rover.

Be cool, doggy, be cool.

Licks his sharp teeth and goes back to Sav's side

Don't worry I'm as cool as ice.

That's the idea.

Watches them both made my think less of my worries

'what are you too like ?'

Esham glances over at Savvy.

Just two good friends.

Barks a laugh

Yes friends if thats what you wish to call it

Esham nods and takes another drag.

Friends being friends.

You two are crazy guys

Looks at Savvy, winks, and laughs.

What else is new? Skitzo and Rover, the tag team from hell. God rest his soul. I'm more than willing to take my father's place.

sighs  missing my father then smiles at him

"i'm not sure, maybe"