Shaft takes a great big slurp from his container of raspberry Go-Gurt. Shaft glances at his watch. He looks toward the front of the line. Shaft screams to the woman at the register. And so I shall.
Shaft ignores the pointed looks.
Ignores the heated stares. Shaft takes a tiny lick from the spilled yogurt that runs across his thick and powerful fingers. And then another lick. Like a dangerous motherfuckin' animal. NEXT . . .