“What the fuck did you do to my car?” “What, you mean the music?” “Where did all my—” “Shit go?” Diamond eyes met his. “You gonna live here, you’re going to start listening to my tunes, true.” Manny shook his head. “You’re kidding me.” “You saying you didn’t like the beats?” “Whatever.” After a harrumph, Manny copped, “Fine, they didn’t absolutely suck.” The laugh was just a liiiiiiittle too triumphant. “Knew it.”
