Bohemian Blank stood up, walking softly over to the notecard. With a little levitation he wrote down his name in simple, slightly curling script that was clear to read. He quickly turned to look Split Pins the eye as he spoke to him, feeling it was most appropriate to do so. He chuckled softly, nodding at Pins, or, The Dude, as he preferred. [colour=#696969]"Okay, Dude, if you say so."[/colour] he walked back over to Split Pins and, with scorecard in the air next to him, took his seat once more. He set his scorecard down on the table nearby, face up, and relaxed a bit. [colour=#696969]"So, Dude, do you live around here?"[/colour] he decided to ask, not really liking the silence much.