the puerto rican men look at him, then begin to yell at him in spanish. there is a standoff, the rap and salsa clashing in a deafening roar. one of the men, stevie, gets off the stoop and goes to the car.
the men curse in spanish and shake their heads in bewilderment and stevie turns the salsa back on.
da mayor walks up the stoop with a bunch of fresh-cut flowers in a discarded wine bottle for a vase.