“ no man i- i don’t think it’s a good idea. maybe it was a bad idea to even come, i’ve already had like three glasses of punch and i think i nearly ate the whole table of food. what if she doesn’t even talk to me. ” fixing himself up, he shoves his hands in his pockets and looks at jeff with an unsure expression. “ i don’t even see her and she’ll probably dance with some other guy. ”
“ Dude, slow down, you’re going to swallow your TONGUE if you talk any faster. ” There’s a slight chuckle, but you couldn’t tell, what with the way the bass thumped. Tony had to be on break, he wouldn’t let anyone touch the turn tables otherwise. “ You see what you’re doing? Sabotaging your chances before you’ve even tried. It’s PSYCHOLOGY. All in your head, trust me. ”