[They can hear the roar of the crowd at the bullfights from the dining area of the restaurant of the hotel. Larry's cigarette burns between his cigarettes as he's counting out the bills and coins.]
I feel like I'm forgetting something somewhere.
[He reaches into his back pocket again. Ahaha. He missed a bill. Now for the breast pocket of his button down.]
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I feel like I'm forgetting something somewhere.
[He reaches into his back pocket again. Ahaha. He missed a bill. Now for the breast pocket of his button down.]
How 'bout you? Anything helps about now.