[A snippet from a short story I’m kicking around. Meet Tall Boy.]
“These colors. That’s what I need from you.” Tall Boy’s smile was radiant, infectious. Against his will, Spanner felt his customary scowl begin to buckle into a grin.
“I don’t know if I have all these in stock. You know who else is on the prowl for paint around here. This stuff doesn’t exactly grow on trees these days.”
“Just give me the closest thing you got.”
Spanner leaned over the list and put his head in his hand. “I don’t know, man. That really is some dangerous territory.”
“Don’t worry about me Span, I’m invisible like a stray cat. I am one with the night.”
“You are one with the bullshit, is what you are.”