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"You really don't know the meaning of play it cool" John drizzles sauce on his pizza.
"Says the dude with a thousand knives! You can afford to play it cool!" Zeke huffs. He's in a puffer jacket and a baseball cap. It reminds him of when he first came out of prison. "Were you followed?"
"I told you. I can handle Parker" John mutters.
"You say that. Until the shit hits the fan and everyone and their dad and their cat knows that we're dating" Zeke looks around.
"You can always go" John shrugs.
As much at his attitude annoys him Zeke, he is right. He awkwardly shuffles in his seat as the waiter comes over.
"Hi Sir, what can I get you today?" He gets out his pen.
Before Zeke can open his mouth, John says...........
"Eh, you can get my boyfriend a Margarita slice with Chorizo and green onion. I....I'll have another slice of this, thanks" John asks, sipping on his Dr Pepper.
"So, you do listen to me sometimes!" Zeke starts to relax. Taking his baseball cap off.
"I listen all the time Z" John winks, as he reaches for Zeke's hand on the table.