I went to the circuit court clerk's office yesterday afternoon to file a lawsuit (high life), and walked in/joined in on the following conversation...
Clerk 1: They looked good last night though. My man Marra could not miss.
Clerk 2: You love him.
C1: Shew. That's my man. If I could just get seven minutes alone with that boy. I wouldn't even need 15.
Mike Rutherford: Is it the tattoos?
C1: Well, I'm tatted up too, so he's kind of my type. My whole back is covered, and...
MR: You going with a clown in a straight-jacket next?
C1: (Obviously not understanding the reference) Haha. Yeah.
C2: Well, all I know is that there's absolutely no doubt about it: Siva is the cutest.
MR: He's adorable.
C2: Uh-huh.
C1: He reminds me too much of Sosa. Eww.
MR: He's adorable.
Clerk 3: But he's tatted up too.
C2: Siva or Sosa?
MR: Adorable.
C3: Siva.
C2: Yeah, but he's so cute.
C1: He's no Marra.
C3: My little niece is absolutely in love with...oh, what's the one?
MR: Kyle Kuric?
C3: Yes! She's absolutely in love with him. I think he's pretty cute.
C1: He needs to get him some Proactiv.
MR: HE'S COME A LONG WAY!!
C2: It has gotten a lot better since he was a freshman.
C3: I think he's cute.
C1: I just can't handle that. Give me Marra.
MR: He was Homecoming King for Christ's sake.
C3: Yeah.
(His lawsuit filed and fearful of what he might say should the name Preston Knowles enter the conversation, Mike Rutherford exits)
MR: Take care, ladies.
Clerks: Go Cards.
C1: Go Marra.
Annnnddddd Scene.