Brody sighed, sucked the last of his cola out of the container, and set it down. “You’re making me say this.”
Justin was still looking steadily at Brody. “Whatever it is, just say it!”
“I didn’t have much chance to really get to know Gary. Keep that in mind. But he doesn’t make a good first impression. At least he didn’t on me.”
“Yeah? Go ahead.”
“He has a flabby handshake. He needs to hit the gym. He never smiles. Jus, that all adds up to dweeb.”
“If he had lots of money and took me to fancy places and bought me fancy meals, would that make a difference? What do you and Lynch have in common except for the s*x? At least with Gary and me, we have things in common, stuff to talk about. Do you and the guy who’s practically keeping you?”
He stood up, took from his wallet the money Brody
