Get Out!

Continuing to hold his arms across his chest Dalton watches as Justin looks around the room and than comes around to sit behind Scott's desk. He didn't mind, it wasn't Scott's chair only the chair Scott sat in. His voice still low and rough he didn't appreciate being told something he already new about his friend, like he didn't know anything about Scott.

"I am fully aware there is a great chance Scott might never come back here. You don't need to tell me that like your trying to council me.. Now ask me your questions or get out!"

Dalton know his tone was rough but at this point he didn't care. Like he'd already told Justin he didn't like councilors and he'd rather not have him here.

As the question is asked Dalton relaxes just a little bit. It was easy to answer that but he could think or more than three so he'd sum two up in the same.

"Hope, Mountain Dew and Jerky, and his dog Domino. But there is more than that, and no I could never pick what ones came in what order."