have a drink

the bar was hot, crowded, stirring
baker was drinking
frank was fiddling his thumbs

-what's that-
what
-what you said- baker cleared it up
well--...
well what, frank?
well, you see i had the though that this guy had to -- go...
go? he had to go? frank, sometimes i think you're a loon
it was the other guy. this guy was just some runner, probably never done nothin either
-well how the shit am i supposed to know that, james -
use your *&%$in' head
i use my head
not nearly as much as you need to...

then he patted frank and baker on the shoulders
he, in the t-shirt, he, taking off the sunglasses

tesl, frank said, haven't seen you in a God damned long time!