texts: Frank, I think maybe you lied to me. </s> <s> Looka, Sidney, you're my own sister's son, but where does that give you the right to call me a liar? </s> <s> You told me that your boy was washed up with Susie Hunsecker, didn't you?
labels: Yeah, and it's the truth, to the best of my knowledge.  And, frankly, I'm glad.  For Steve's sake, I'm glad, not yours.  I manage these boys and I got their best interests at heart.  Steve shouldn't get mixed up with no bimbo at his age.