<div style="text-align: justify;">Clarence didn't exactly live without a care in the world. He worried about a lot of things, not the least of which his best friend. And now, Bonnie was a source of concern as well. And the idea of both of them together made Clarence feel like he needed something stronger than coffee. <br/><br/>Shaking his head, the young man focused on his coffee and smoke. He would wish that Clyde would have a decent life, like he did. At the same time, Clarence was sure that Clyde would never be able to deal with an every day, vanilla life. <br/><br/>So, it was just wishful thinking, after all. "All right", Clarence replied when Clyde said it was nice to have a name to go with the face. Something made the young man really uneasy, but he tried to ignore his gut feeling.<br/><br/>An eyebrow was raised when Clyde said Bonnie was not strapped for cash now. "Oh?", Clarence asked simply, not wanting to ask too many questions. Shaking his head when Clyde said he wanted to talk to Bonnie, Clarence nodded.<br/><br/>"Very well. Go to bed, and talk to her in the morning", he finally spoke his mind. "There's less of a chance for trouble when people meet in broad daylight".</div>