[Larry holds his tongue from asking if everyone here knows his name. Nobody does. Though there is little doubt that they see him as a regular. The way that the banana-dog is passed, that's real fucking sweet. That mulatto kid will never forget it. The old man knows he wouldn't have, free handouts that good are hard to come by.]
What was that?
[There's a grin on his face, kid. This ain't no interrogation.]
no subject
What was that?
[There's a grin on his face, kid. This ain't no interrogation.]