The afternoon is getting dimmer and the clouds have lost their glitter. John steps out of the black sedan with black tinted windows that had collected him from his abode. As the car drives off it begins to rain. He enters the shop and climbs the stairs.
Now Johnny. You gotta listen carefully. I want you to go to the corner of Fourteenth Street and Twelfth Avenue.
There, you'll find a guy.
He's in a shop.
I want you to go up to the guy and you gotta say,
'You got some money?'
And the guy's gonna give you a brown paper bag. You gotta bring it back here.
But why boss?
It's my lunch.