We'll go outside next door to a coffee shop.

I get tie iced teas and I put him down.

She drinks out of my straw.

Nice.

Just classic.

Wait a minute.

Speaking of classy way, boy.

Fucking Alexander boy.

Have you not worked with Alexander?

No way!

Help!

Here's your chance.

If you want to go meet him, Heh.

Help me off the scent.

Mrs.

Sandra.

Officer, help!

All right, that's enough.

Let him go.

What's going on?

Right.

This attacked me.

He held me fucking money.

Is this true?

No.

You don't even know hes getting my cards from Just attacked me.

So random woman just grabs you and start.

Yes, Yes.

Check the pulse.

Alexander girl.

What the fuck?

You know I don't do that shit.

I don't know what's happening.

He owes me money.

Your dollars.

$40.

I don't even know her.

Why does he owe you 40?

Very well.

Ask him.

Is that your green Passat?

Yeah, well, we've seen you cruising around for at least 45 minutes.

So you didn't just part, just like 10 minutes ago.

I was driving around.

I was on the phone.

I realized, you know what?

We should be talking and driving.

That's it.

That's it.

Why does he owe you money?

Way made a business transaction.

Business transaction.

Okay, this is what's gonna happen.

Christmas Eve.

We're gonna go our separate ways because I think that's a lot easier than calling our family and trying to explain why we have to be bailed out of jail family.