-Listening to the phone message Milo scratched at his head, the oil on his fingers making his blonde and black hair stand up in spikes. He'd been working on his car out in the garage and was confused about the dark haired.....aw shit. Milo had forgotten he'd even bothered to stick that dumb ass down in the basment. Returning the call he was already laughing like a loon.-

"Yea. I'm gonna have to get back to you on that one Loke. Come by the house sometime."

-Now time to see if shit head was dead.-