I mean, no fucking way was I going to put up with anyone verbalizing that kind of snide bullshit Peter had just pulled about my other half or anything, but it was true that it had taken Noe a try or two… dozen… to finally make The Liquidator his bitch. That wasn’t fucking scoff-worthy, though. The opposite. Conquering shit that was hard was hella more impressive than breezing through crap that came easy.
