[Poggio]

Before leaving the waitress flagged him down, handing him a large bag of skittles. He spied the boy sitting on the curb and walked over to him holding the bag of skittles along with his abandoned food aloft. "If you say the next sentence with shit in it you are not getting these skittles back. And since I treated you to dinner you owe me a shit movie." He said slightly amused with his own ballsy proclamation. "My phone number is in the take out bag. Call me with a date and time if we have a deal." He winked mockingly like a true flamboyant man putting emphasis on the boys name while puckering his lips in a air kiss. "Skittles." He stood waiting to ear the curse utter from the boys mouth.