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ALPHABET DRABBLE - BLOVIATE
"Bloviate?" Vergil paused, as he was tying his ascot, before glancing back at his twin, one eyebrow crooked. "Firstly, I know Hell itself has frozen over, with you using such a word. Secondly, because I have a decent vocabulary, I bloviate?"

"Yeah, that'd be right," Dante commented, from where he'd plopped himself on the bed, flipping through a magazine. "You're a fucking blowhard."

Vergil glared back at him a moment, before yanking on his jacket. His brother was a complete fool. "If that soothes your ego." His tone, however, implied there would be retribution later.