It's quiet for a second and then Blaise and Harley start bickering. “Move,” says Blaise. “Fuck off. You've just decided to do something about it because she passed your little singing test?” “Don't be a jealous dick and move. I need to tell her-” “You'd have to climb over my dead fucking body and we both know I could take you. Now shut up before you get us in the shit.”
