Tony Padilla

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"Thank you clay."

"Clay it's not your fault."

"You had your own shit Clay." Tony shrugged as he looked at him.

"You're here now, and you know now."

"Sometimes you have to give up things in order to help those who you love, Clay."

"I had to do what is right."

"What are you smiling about Jensen?"

"With everything that happened with my folks I had to sell it to help them." He said with a small shrug.

"I no longer have the shop. ." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Clay. . Look there's something you should know."

"Uh. . It's a shop." He nodded.

"It the same old same old." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Good."

"Clay, your fine. Don't start getting in your head." Cue huff.

"It's not rude. More just stating the truth."

"But you haven't." He shrugs.

"I'm your best friend. You have no choice." Cue a Tony smile.

"Is it? I didn't realize." Small chuckle as he made his typical sarcastic comment.

"Yes, obsess. And of course I would." Tony pinched the bridge of his nose.