Confessional

"And so I thought they were the right cult, turns out they were some nutjobby cult, I spent a lot of time tied to where you found me." We were seated at a cafe, at first I was worried they wouldn't take my money, but everyone loved precious metals and gems, everyone. Nidget was across from me drinking from a hilariously oversized for him cup.

"You just went with the first group you ran across?"

"Nidget don't judge me, how was your family?"

"They made me pretend to be insane while they stole something."

"Hahahahaha seriously? Man alive now my cult things seems silly be extension."

"Wait how is me pretending to be crazy as a distraction any way on par with you almost getting tortured/murdered and me having to come save your ass?"

"Because your situation is clearly much more mirthful for me." It was true it was a lot funnier to me what happened to Nidget than anything that had happened to me. I would hope the distinction would be obvious. I was just cutting off a piece of some meat from an animal I hoped looked tasty when a squad of policeman arrived weapons drawn.

"HALT THIEVES!"

"Clearly this is a mistake." I had not been really involved with anything, it was entirely not my fault whatever Nidget did! I didn't know it at the time but the inspector that Nidget had previously dealt with came strolling on up.

"I see Mr. Lorentino just enjoying a meal on the town after escaping from prison?" I was about to answer when Nidget spoke and I could see the extent of his harming my good name!

"Is that illegal too now?" At that we were both arrested. I tell you the most insulting thing was Nidget using my name. I mean seriously that wounds me to my core!