Axel ground his teeth together, sure that Harlan would rise to his taunts and get angry. Angry Harlan would leave and then he could sit on his couch and pretend the world didn't exist for another few hours. That didn't happen though. Harlan only kept insisting. Trowing his head back with a groan, Axel paced away from the door, then returned, looking at it with seriousness. "Manager friend? What are you even talking about?" he managed. Less bite touched his voice as he stared at the heavy wood surface, contemplating that option with far more zeal than he should have. Harlan would leave and then....then someone else would come? No. He shook his head. What did he achieve by that? Except that he really did hate their current manager and if this got rid of useless washed-up idiot, then he didn't lose anything.

"Hold on," he found himself saying. Letting out a sigh, he ran a hand through his midnight colored hair which gradiated from black to a striking blue at the tips. Once he'd swept it back from his softer colored eyes, he reached for the lock. Swinging open the door enough to lean out it without allowing anyone entrance past him, he scowled straight at Harlan. "You have got to be one of the most stubborn idiots I've ever met. Are you satisfied yet?" he snapped, just a hint of his usual arrogance showing through. "If you treat all your friends like this, you've got problems."