"Can't miss him, Had hair that's all in his face. Worked as a clown and played with lions." Duo laughed. It was a somewhat abbreviated history of his good friend, but details weren't asked, only lions.

"... Well there's no point in living anymore." Duo said sadly, grabbed a butter knife and went to run himself through. But, of course, the dull knife didn't do a damn thing and he sighed. "Eh, well, when life hands you lemons!" He grinned, twirled the butter knife in his hand and wandered over to the fridge, calling over his shoulder as he did. "Names Duo! Duo Maxwell! And who're you, Onion Guy?"