Uh, nothing really. Um, well, just that me and my friends managed to get four people into the back seat of a Subaru last Saturday. Don' tell me about your sex orgies, ya little prevert. I wasn't talking about orgies, I was talking about cars. Aw, shut up.
Some time passes.
Rainbow finishes his newspaper, and puts it down. It is the Village Voice. He gives it to Frank, sort of as a peace offering. Never mind ya pinko commie trash. I read a paper with class.