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Hey. Look I dunno what got into him. Ya know. He's all mouth no brain. He really don't speak for me.

mmhmm.

I don't know what to tell you. I mean yeah I like to play the ponies, but you never said nothing about it. This thing's sure though, so I was just thinking that it would be best cause these guys, they're getting kinda impatient.

Joey is a moron.

Honey, let me give you a hint. There's NO such thing as a sure thing.

Except someone handing you the money you need.

I told you I'd do that (and told you I'd be willing to give you quite a bit if you really needed it), and if you went off and risked it on something you assume is a sure thing, that's your problem, but I won't throw my money at you any further.

I'm naive, but not THAT naive.

Look. I still have the money you gave me. It just isn't enough. You kinda sound familiar though.

I sound familiar? Like who?

I told you yesterday, TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED. I will absolutely send you what you need. Once. If you get back into this situation, you're on your own.

Kinda like a mix between my mom and brother. Anyway. The honest truth is that I'm about $15,000 in the hole. Total. It's alright though. I wouldn't count on me to not screw things up again anyway.

Being a mom, I'm honoured.

My son Anthony will meet you, the same place as last time. Give him an hour.

As I said, if you screw it up again, you're on your own. I'm helping you this time. Period. Expect him to be there.

Thanks. I appreciate it and all. But can I ask you a question?

Of course you can ask me a question.

Why are you doin this?

several reasons. First, I can. Second, if my sons every got themselves in this kind of trouble, I'd want someone to help them. Third, whatever faith I have left in humanity HAS to rest with the children. Fourth, I don't want you hurt.

Need more reasons, or is that enough for you?

I guess that's fine. But just so you know I'm not a kid.

comparatively? You're a kid to me. When I say kid, I don't mean KID. It's more a term of endearment. Trust me.

Alright. Just been havin this confusion a lot recently.

Let me guess... Nate called you one? Because his is more of a "I'm pissed off I had to leave my wife and family to bring you money because my mom guilts me into shit, so I'm going to say whatever comes to mind that might irritate you" kind of thing.

How old are you anyway? Since I never asked.

23. That and my brother talks to me like he's so much older and I'm still 10 or somethin. Whatever though, Tommy is just...Tommy.

*laughs softly* Nate's 29. You're one year older than Anthony. You ARE a kid to me. But I'm sure Tony won't call you one. *winks*