"For fucks sake! This is the second time this month!" The skinny man looked up with his eyes closed. Groaned. His shoulders were slouched and his pelvis jutted out. Nothing about his body was vertically aligned.

He put a hand on the shorter but bigger guy, the guy named Chris.

"Tell you what. You call our friend Johnny from down the street, and tell him Johnny told him that he better come down here by Thursday if he doesn't want to be eating cocks for the rest of the year."

He smiled at BAKA and walked back out of sight. Chris looked over at BAKA who was holding his complimentary drink. 7-up. He hadn't drank 7-up in so long.

"Sorry about that sir. I know we told you about 15 minutes or so, but it's going to be another 30 minutes. At least."

BAKA nodded. "That's okay. Not really busy."

"But you must be hungry. Say you want a beer or something?"

"You sell beer here?"

"Well not sell. We got some in the back. John does."

Baka shrugged. Why not? he thought.

Chris went to the back and came back holding two glass bottles. Took one for himself.

"Cheers," he raised his bottle.

"Cheers," baka said back.