Keith got an Egg McMuffin with sausage. Apparently it sounded good to the other two because they both got them two. And with five hashbrowns. Baka and Keith wanted two. Dave was okay with one.
They didn't drive right away. Sat in the car and ate. It was safer that way.
"You're looking better," Dave said.
Keith didn't say anything. Gave back an inquisitive look.
"When I first saw you. You looked really thin. You're filling out now."
Dave made an arm flexing motion.
Baka kissed his teeth. "Pussio is still thin. He ain't got muscles like us black brothas. We on another level white boy."
Baka now flexed his muscles. You couldn't see them through his shirt. And Keith thought it was funny because Dave was white and actually more muscular looking. Baka then raised a shoe in the air.
"Look at these tings mane. Size sixteens. If I weren't born poor i would've been like six seven or something. I woulda been straight king." He shoved a bite of egg mcmuffin into his mouth, chased it with hasbrown, and kept talking with his mouth full. "But my mums couldn't afford good food growing up you see. So I'm only like six two. Still though. Tall enough. But not king you see. But I'm king in other ways, innit?"
Keith nodded.
"Well I'm done. So I'm going to start driving," dave said.