"What? Man, dammit, alright, alright, I'll be there, thanks, man, I'm just flipping out, man, I don't know where I'm gonna get this ten grand, shit... thanks, I'll see you there."<br/><br/>At the appointed meeting time, Hotfingers is already there, having been there for a while, his beat-up Chevy sitting a little ways away. He's pacing back and forth, nervously, swearing to himself, and likely won't even notice Geno approaching until he draws attention to himself.