“You’re a creep, you know that?” I shrugged. “I might be a little unhinged.” “A little? You sat here with your gun out so other men wouldn’t look at us.” “At you. And I made my point.” “What point?” I cleared my throat. “Do any of you niggas see this woman right here?” Nobody said anything. “No takers?” Again, silence. I turned back to her. “That point.”
