And at the Cantina I run into Chris, old prospecting pal from the days of the restaurant, those days now over, he's working a different job, different schedule, but he pops by the restaurant to keep me posted on his adventures.
Now on a motorbike, now on a better one, now in the finest biker apparel, and I've come to realize his helplessness, his poverty-in-perpetuity, is, was, a sham, he denies himself nothing...
But back to the script, he gets around, a few girlfriends, and now at the bar next to a heavily tattooed but beautiful woman and he comes in, sits beside her and then sees me, he's got a timeshare in her, she's polyamorous, has a husband, and I must bite my tongue not to have a laugh, yes she's beautiful but this will come at a price...