Samson snorted as she spoke, shaking his head. Some lady had the balls to say 'hey come check this out it's pretty neat' but isn't even here when he shows up. He felt kind of ripped off.

She continued to speak and he followed behind, eyes on her back as she spoke about about 'joining'. He barked a laugh at that.

"Wow! What a sales pitch!" he chortled, stopping short. "'Hey you know we called you here and all but I ain't gonna tell you shit wanna live here and join an organization I told you nothing about?'"

"You really need to work on your PR!" he hissed, coming up behind her. "'Sides you know nothing about me. I could be some violent ass hobo for all you know..."

He was closer to her now, muscles twitching as he closed the distance quicker than normal. "And there ain't nothing more stupid than inviting a violent ass hobo into your home."