Why do you hate yourself? Sugar's not gonna kill you.
[Jason pokes through the menu some more, but sighs, clearly fighting with himself before groaning. The thing is, it's a funny story, even if it's at his expense.]
Okay, so shut up before I tell you this. I wasn't doing shit but some recon last night. But before I got to the spot, I grabbed food, and a couple of blocks over I heard someone yelling. So I went to check it out and a couple of dumb kids were taking off with this old lady's chicken. I didn't even know people could have chickens here if they weren't in a bucket. So I grabbed the chicken to give back. The little shit bit me and I almost dropped it, and had to grab it again, wasn't looking, and when I stood up the old lady clocked me with a purse full of rolls of nickels 'cause she thought I was one of the kids.
[He shrugs.]
But she gave me free dinner when she realized. Pretty damn good, too.
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Whatever they call a Red Eye here, I'll take.
[He touches a finger to his lip reflexively and rolls his eyes.]
Nah. It's fine. I'll put something on it later. It was just a lucky shot.
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You mean like this one? Mine is just straight up though, no sugar. Get some food too, though. I think I'm going to try their egg white omelet.
[ He gives a nod, but doesn't poke at the situation. He knows all about those lucky shots. ]
What'd the guy do?
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Why do you hate yourself? Sugar's not gonna kill you.
[Jason pokes through the menu some more, but sighs, clearly fighting with himself before groaning. The thing is, it's a funny story, even if it's at his expense.]
Okay, so shut up before I tell you this. I wasn't doing shit but some recon last night. But before I got to the spot, I grabbed food, and a couple of blocks over I heard someone yelling. So I went to check it out and a couple of dumb kids were taking off with this old lady's chicken. I didn't even know people could have chickens here if they weren't in a bucket. So I grabbed the chicken to give back. The little shit bit me and I almost dropped it, and had to grab it again, wasn't looking, and when I stood up the old lady clocked me with a purse full of rolls of nickels 'cause she thought I was one of the kids.
[He shrugs.]
But she gave me free dinner when she realized. Pretty damn good, too.