Guild-Quest

Ezekiel laughs.

" Haha, then I'm sure you know how to take it." He starts slamming the table,

" Blahm!"
" Blahm!"
*groaning*
" Take it twink!" What a drunk idiot. It's a good the the door is closed case Ezekeil is currently repeatedly thrusting a pillow while making inappropriate noises, not that said noises were quiet. He then breaks into a fit of laughter.

" Ya know, for a science man, your kinda a ditzy!" He yells sipping on his flask.

Ezekiel shrugs.
" Hell if I bother you, you wouldn't keep talking to me." He walks up to him and notices how tall Isaac really is, so he yanked him down to mouth-to-ear level and said,
" It's gunna take a lot more than the government to scare me, pretty boy." And in his scary voice adds, " Why don't you run along." Before forcefully releasing him.

Ezekiel gets up real close in Issacs face. He pushes his glasses into place again. He makes a sugesstive motion with his hand, almost as if he was shaking a salt shaker over his mouth, dick sucking kinda hand motion before winking and slamming the door.
" Too young, hehe. What a spaz." He says before busting out the hard-really illegal stuff from his secret hiding place

Ezekiel resumes typing and with normal flat unamused tone of voice he asks,
" What did you wanna go on a date?" With out looking up he adds,
 " Or are you just trying to tell me you have a prison kink?" He takes a sip of his flask, he had been drinking all day and can really feel the buzz now that he's mixed it with nicotine.
" Where are my manners?" He holds out the flask, " Want some?"