quincy, who glances over from the middle of the dance floor, and abruptly stops. he stares at monica in shock.
monica, sees quincy approaching in his suit. she quickly steadies herself on her heels, brushes a curl from her face.
monica, nervous at first, a little awkward, but jason gently guides her in a slow circle and she starts to relax.
monica looks over at quincy and sees him talking to the hoochie. the girl looks too damn comfortable. monica moves back outside.
quincy pulls off his sweats and jogs onto the court with the rest of the subs. he is twenty-three, a man. his goatee and tired eyes make him look older. he now wears number twenty-
chick and stu.
quincy steals the ball, has nothing but open court ahead of him.
camille watches from the kitchen window