Car Ride

So your friends are all gay, right?

Not all my friends.

Not all your friends, but the ones in the van are gay?

Yeah, I mean, they're all gay. Yeah.
One hundred percent, you know, gay. Gay every day, all the time.

Okay. That's a relief.

If anyone's gonna get raped in that van, it will be a guy.

That's good.

You wanna get a drink or something?

I don't drink at all.

I don't either.

You don't? Are you straightedge like I am?

I don't really subscribe to any label.

Fine.
Hey. What's that banging?

Is it my car?

I think it's drums. Get it?
Get it? Rhythm? Rhythmic drumming on drums?
Because when you're in a band, you need drums.
And you're in a band, and you don't have drums.

Thanks.
I haven't heard that before.

I didn't mean your band wasn't good. I just meant you need a drummer.
You can just drop me off up here if you want.

Yo. Yo.

Oh, my God.

Taxi. Yeah.

Hi.

Hey. Bowery Ballroom.

No, I'm not a cab, sir. I'm not a cab. I'm not a cab.

It's so good to be alone.

Finally.

Bowery Ballroom?

You made that happen.

Oh, God, yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

I do that?

Yeah, you do that.