Vincent N Roxxy Page #4

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- What's his problem?

- Look, we got beef.

This knuckle-dragger,

he plays

in a f***in' rap-metal band.

Man, that sh*t wasn't cool

10 years ago -

he still got a hard-on for it.

Him and his boys,

they like to smoke meth,

jerk each other off.

Na-na-na-na-na-na.

- What's his problem with you?

- I was with Daryl before jc.

- Yeah,

so he's got a problem

'cause Kate upgraded.

Sh*t.

- Last thing we need

is trouble from this guy.

Don't provoke him anymore.

F*** him.

- Easy for you to say.

- Hi, baby!

- Hey.

- What you doin'?

- D'you bring me

a ham-and-cheese?

- Shut the f*** up.

Don't touch me with that!

I swear to god, baby!

- Hi.

- Hey.

- How's your day?

- Ah, well, good.

How's yours?

- Good.

- Cool.

- Do you wanna maybe grab a bite

with me?

- Grab a bite with you?

- Yeah, with me.

- Do you think we could do that?

- I don't know, we could try.

You cool with that?

- Yeah, yeah, we could do that.

- Okay.

- Let me go change.

- Okay.

- Why you knocking moonshine?

- It's disgusting!

I can't believe you drink that.

- Everybody drinks moonshine

in these parts.

White lightning

will mess you up.

- It's like drinking

pure gasoline.

- We did actually start

a lawnmower

with some firewater

we once made.

- See, that's not good.

- Yeah.

Anything good?

- Mm... mostly older stuff.

You wanna pick something?

- Alright.

- Really?

- It's a great song.

- Aw...

Vincent, you're a romantic.

it's sweet.

Um...

Jc and Kate are gonna go

to the carnival tonight.

You wanna go?

Yeah, that'd be fun.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Don't even think about it!

I'm paying.

- Come on, let me pay.

- No way.

I'm not letting you pay

for anything ever.

- Alright.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- I'm excited

about this carnival.

- I was thinking about...

...wearing my moustache

to the carnival tonight.

- Oh...

- What do you think?

Look pretty?

- That's not... the first...

Adjective I'd describe--

- gorgeous?

- More like--

- stunning.

- Very fried.

- I wish we had one,

like, in our backyard...

Ah!

- Alright.

Well, it's beer-thirty.

I'm gonna go hit the booze tent.

You guys wanna come?

- I'm okay.

- We'll walk around

for a little bit.

We'll meet up in a few, alright?

- Cool.

- Okay. Bye, you guys.

- I should've been a carnie.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- Would you work rides or games?

- Freak show.

Bearded lady, two-headed dogs,

sword swallowers,

that sorta thing.

- Well, I think

you'd fit right in.

- I'm sure you do.

How much you think these places

pull in a night?

- That's hard to say.

- You think, like...

25 a night?

- I'd say closer to 100 a night.

- That's a lot for cheap prizes

and funnel cakes.

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