While in my doctor’s waiting room around 9pm, I was privy to a rather heated argument outside:

Man 1: Hey Jason, when we gonna head back to your girlie’s place, man?
Jason: What? I done told you to call me The Deal.
Man 1: What?
Jason: You know. Like, the real deal and shit.
Man 1: Man, that only barely makes sense.
The Deal: That’s enough for me. That’s enough for The Deal.

Above: The Brooklyn Bridge as I saw it out a photography studio window during a shoot for work in February ’08.