Creasy The gunshot holds no fear, say it. Pita The gunshot holds no fear. Creasy You welcome the sound. In fact it's the sound that sets you free. You are a prisoner on this block until that sound sets you free. Pita There are some good things in this world. Creasy Oh yeah, like what? Pita Like meeting me. Pita Do you have a girlfriend, Creasy? Creasy What? Pita Do you have a girlfriend? Creasy No. What kind of question is that, anyway? You're supposed to be studying history, okay?