A pair of nervous tweaker types are hanging out by the counter chattering away. Tweaker 2 introduced himself to me by mentioning that he "just got out of county" and didn't want to get in any trouble.
tweaker 1: this books pretty cool, too bad I don't have any money.
tweaker 2: dude, just go on the internet! my mom, like my mom downloads books all the time! Hey this reminds me of this art book I had in 300.
tweaker 1: yeah...they don't have enough of that stuff in jail.
tweaker 2: yah, it was on, like art decay? it wasn't like drawings, or anything, it was on like these things people put together? (sweeps arms open wide)
tweaker 1, picking up another book: this is all like illegal right there...this whole book is full of illegal art!
tweaker 2: Dude, you want to do a tat of that one?
tweaker 1: naw man, we already got a deal.
tweaker 2: yah I give you that weed, you do a tat. That's cool man!
tweaker 1: *inaudible mumbling*
tweaker 2: Naw man, I'll tell everyone you done it! If it looks cool, I mean! *laughs*
tweaker 1: it'll look pretty good, I think.
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