"ah, i broke the got damn wheel!" Arthur complained as he looked done with this mission. You two despised eachother for some odd reason that has yet to be figured out, and it didn't help much that Dutch put you both on a damn mission together.

"Its your fault." He instantly shifted the blame on you, of course hed do that..what else was he gonna do? Fix it? Of course not! Is Arthur were talking about! He grabbed his gun out, revealing a hidden cigarette as he smoked it far away from you, knowing you'd ask for a blow. Damn he was selfish too.