“How did you know she smoked weed?”

“Her lips.”

“Geez, Mancini, you’re a scary f*ck. How’d you know the kid was going to bring her here?”

“He’s young and trying to woo her; there’s a whole bloody ocean at his backdoor; what would you do if you were him?”

“Point!”

I watched from the shadows as the pothead ramped his sh*t up, getting the kid to spill. “He didn’t add ...