you're a little scrawny, but thanks to the concert we're low on amateurs. name?
pick a song, hawk.
you kidding? this is detroit. drink?
you mean you never seen a jack daniels on the rocks before?
save your money, stud muffin. the lady at the end of the bar sends her love.
amanda finch. her ex is one of the wealthiest businessmen in detroit. play your cards right and you could hit paydirt. she like 'em young. and since you look a little new at this, let me give you three words of advice. hard to get. think it, act it, know it, be it. nothing a woman loves more than when you beat her at her own head games.
you're not gonna chicken out on me now, are you? we've got your kiss song playing and everything.
look, people undress in public because, a, they're exhibitionists, b, they're nutcases, or c, they need the money. i can tell you're not a, and i hope to hell you're not b. so my suggestion is, think about why you're a c and let your body party, shake your groove thing, boogie oogie oogie till you just can't boogie no more.