“So Robert, why did you come here at 8:14 PM?”
(I assume he's talking about video games...) Daz thought. “I see. So you were unaware that someone was following you inside?”
"No, I...I thought...I was alone."
Daz thought, (Hm... This information may come in handy.)
Rob's Testimony added to my notes:
“I only came to buy some stuff. I thought I was alone.”
From the entrance, Fang called, “'Ey Daz, I think I hear sum sirens. That must mean th' coppers are on their way!”
The unnamed Spaniard stepped forward to keep watch for their arrival, while Rob looked up briefly, then resumed holding his head.
Daz said to the Spaniard, “By the way, I never got your name.”
"Part of me thinks it would be better if I did not say," he said, not even making eye contact or turning to face Daz.
Daz thought, (So he wants to play that game, huh...)
"...Besides," he continued, "I don't believe I got jour names, either."
“...Would you tell us your name if we told you ours?”
"Perhaps. If it is worth my while."
(What does he mean by that?) Daz wondered. “...Daz.”
“An' I'm Fang,” Fang added.
"Hmph. Very well." His Spanish accent interfered somewhat with how he pronounced his name, but it was still fairly clear. "Luðian Ðaragoða."