The AVERAGE BARTENDER shivers in fear at this raw display of masculinity.
Forget about him. Think about this other guy. This gentleman who lit your cigarette when you needed it. This guy. You could really vibe with this guy. As in, kick back with a drink and discuss business and broads and share lingering, slightly sexually-charged eye contact. Kids these days. What do they know about vibes?
You tell the newcomer that you know a guy. His style's a little controversial but he gets the job done.
He asks you if you've been looking for someone too, since you seem to know all the best finders in town. You ask what's it to him. He says, just a feeling he's got.
Okay, sir. Grab your picture of your daughter and let's get out of this dive. You ask him if he would be so kind as to pay the bill. He tells you that he doesn't have any money. He figured a high roller like you could pay his own bills. You tell him to watch his mouth. He tells you that maybe you better watch it for him. You ask him what the fuck that's supposed to mean and he tells you to pay the man and meet him outside. He stands up and straightens his hat.
