To /\/\ MARKET for Flour |Open|

Dante walked through the market. He was supposed to rob the place, but to be honest, there was nothing worth stealing. Just flour. He saw a person walk up and look at a peice of paper. He assumed it was a list, and walked by. But as he glanced back, he saw it was a very poorly drawn bag of flour. And the guy was talking to himself. This could be fun.

Dante walked up next to the man and lifted up a bag of flour. He set it down and casually commented to the man, "You know, I really wish I had some sort of refrence picture to help me know which one is a bag of flour." Oh yes, this would be really fun.

Dante had to resist laughing as he was handed the drawing. "Oh, see, that's my problem. I was looking for this." he said, pointing towards the flower with no written above it.

He then listened as the boy talked about a prophet and cake being a lie. "Wow, that's interesting. So, who was this GlaDOS? And why does this person think that cake is a lie? I find it quite delicious." Dante smirked. This guy was insane.

OOC- Good idea, I will in a few posts.

"Hmmm, interesting. So the cake was a lie. Interesting." Dante said, jokingly stroking his chin. "So I've noticed you keep refering to someone named Garrett. Is this a friend of yours or something?" he asked, knowing that for whatever reason, this boy refered to himself in third person.

Dante tried not to laugh as the kid tried to explain he was talking in third person. Of course, he got what he was saying, but there was no reason he still couldn't act confused.

"So let me get this straight. You're Garrett, but you also know another person named Garrett, whom you keep refering to, but is not a friend." he said. He would get him to say "I" if it was the last thing he did.