"Naw. Take notes, fellas - I'm the pimp-daddy playa." (Ben Sinclair)
"Danny?" (John Ceepak)
I translate: "He has lots of girlfriends."
"So why the scene with the gun?" Ceepak asks. "You're the mayor's son. Surely you know better than to scare all these innocent people...."
The way Ben Sinclair smirks? I think what he knows is that the best part of being the mayor's son is you get to roll around town doing whatever the hell you damn well feel like doing.
"That Ashley is wacked, dogg. Got all up in my face and punked me when I was representin' what be in my heart."
Ceepak just looks at me this time.
He places them separately into small paper bags he's taken out of his upper left cargo-pants pocket. He keeps a miniature magnifying glass in another pocket near his knee. He must need to reload his pants first thing every morning.
I never buy the gossip rags, I just read them while I wait in the express line behind people who can't count to fifteen.