Are you off your head?

For fuck's sake, Quinn, I know we don't look back but I didn't think you would be forgetting me that quickly

[Creedy's still confused as fuck but there is a bit of hurt lingering there. Come on, Quinn. It's bad enough they're both dead, does Quinn have to be so angry? He runs a hand through his hair. What he would not give for a drink right now.]

I do not even have any of my special black lable.