"Yes, I have to get home! My mother, you see, she's sick and--"

"Good riddance. Why'd you care?" Roman didn't get it but he did see a flicker of outrage in Oswald's eyes - exciting. There was some anger there. "Who cares about your mommy? Moms are whores. All moms. I have it on good authority."

"I respectfully disagree." Oswald knew this was suicide but he didn't agree.

Looking away from Oswald, Roman looked at Edward. "Do you also disagree?"