Chapter 29 : This Is Art!
Lucy stood frozen, unsure what to say. Beside her were two individuals—each insane in their own special way—casually discussing their shared madness as if it were a business plan.
A bar for members of the Terrorist Mobile Team? That idea alone was enough to give any Night City local a heart attack. These people were sanctioned cyberpsychos—walking weapons granted immunity by the city's most feared enforcement unit. Killing one wouldn't bring justice; it would summon airstrikes.
Melissa's attention shifted to Lucy. Her eyes scanned the netrunner with a gleam of curiosity and mischief, like a shark evaluating a new toy. After a tense beat, she finally spoke.
"Well, your little girlfriend's quite the beauty. I wouldn't mind if the three of us... you know, had a little fun sometime."
Lucy's face flushed crimson. She froze, her mind locking up under the weight of sheer disbelief. Was this woman serious? She couldn't even begin to form a reply.
Arthur sighed and took a long drag from his cigarette, frowning. "I've told you before, Melissa—bisexuality is a condition. Didn't your doctor prescribe medication for that?"
Melissa rolled her eyes, smoke coiling from her lips like a slow snarl. "For the last time, Arthur, it's not a disease. Maybe if you read a book instead of lurking in alleys, you'd be more evolved. And anyway, you're the only man I've ever loved. Shouldn't you feel special? You're benefiting from my affection."
Arthur scratched his head. He looked like a man about to drop the dumbest comeback Night City had ever heard. Then, his face lit up.
"You know what? That's actually a solid point. Yeah, I don't have a comeback. Carry on—keep doing your thing."