a little party never killed nobody

What the hell are you doing? Whatever it is, it doesn’t exactly look like a good idea.

Eh. You’re probably right. Only really matters if I get caught doing it.

I’m down, that sounds sick. We’ll have to be discrete though. The authorities are really cracking down on people hanging out there.

Well... yeah. Hopefully spontaneous combustion won’t slow our night down, right?

“For a white girl” is probably not the best way to go into any sentence, especially considering I’m more Italian than I am white, white boy.

Is Italy no longer a Western European country? My bad. However, I can promise you that my ethnicity is more interesting than this accent may suggest, sweetheart.

Oh yeah? I’m pretty tan and badass myself, though. 

For a white girl you have taken on a very dark hue. I wasn’t able to develop my typically dark coloring this summer, regrettably.

All that’s expensive, though. I could probably pick up a case of Natty to crack open in Lafayette, though, if you were down.

It’s either fire or sugar and I take my coffee as black and as dangerous as I can get it. 

Black and dangerous, huh? I hardly pegged you for that sort of girl.

Thanks. Both of those are a no, by the way. The only think worth drinking here is the virgin Café Brulot Diabolique. Strong, but the fire is a pretty interesting touch.

I don’t think I’d ever drink something that’s on fire. You’re much braver than I am.

I’d appreciate it. Especially if you’re not going to make up your mind in the next fourteen seconds. 

Oh, definitely not. The deliberation over Vanilla Bean versus Caramel Iced Lattes has yet to begin. Go right ahead, miss.

Forgive me, I forgot who I was talking to for a moment there. Were you planning on picking up any substances tonight?

What kinds are you thinkin’? Narcotics? Heavy barbituates? Psychadelics?

You probably should have decided what you wanted to get before you got in line. 

Probably. You’re welcome to commit cutsies, though. I don’t mind.

Anyone want anything? Last time I got beer the guy didn’t card me, so I could probably get you something.

You say that like I don’t have a decent fake of my own, sir.