HUSKER DUST

*Husk stares at his booze, and starts talking to himself* HUSK: Good booze! Nobody want nothing from me. And a song sung by a lovley broad. HA! Heres to you, baby! *Then, Angel Dust turns around, looking at Husk with a smirk-like grin. Husk spits his booze in surprise* HUSK: ANGEL?!