"Holy s**t! I knew it had to be you! Rapunzel, who'da thought I see you in my own town!" a fat man exclaimed as he got closer. The thin man standing next to him just kept his eyes on Hal.
The talker looked around. "Where's Frank?"
Hal glanced at Sam, but she was frozen, so he answered for her. "She's not with Frank anymore."
The man's beady eyes finally focused on him. "Bullshit. Mr. Capello don't let no one go, and certainly not Goldilocks here. Who the f**k are you?"
"I'm her friend. Who are you?"
The chunky man snorted. "I run the Kitty Club just south of seventy. Yeah, me and Frank go way back. I know Rapunzel here from her stage days when she'd be up there shaki—"
"I don't think she cares to recall those days," Hal said firmly, interrupting the smirking man whose eyes went cold.
