"For my Valentine?" Reno smirked as he carefully aimed and bounced a beer nut off the back of the cloaked guy's head. "Anything, man."

Well. Anything that he could get in Edge. Which pretty much amounted to dirt that nothing would grow in, chunks of wreckage, and whatever he could pick off of the monster-of-the-day.

Generally, potions.

"Any special requests, babe?"

Yes, Reno had been drinking. Why?