Hey Billy, come here!

"What's wrong Cadillac Man?"

You know what.

"No I don't, and I saw them take the coffee from a fresh pot."

Coffee is fine, but you forgot the change.

"Change?"

Don't play stupid with me Billy, the change from the twenty to give back to Eddie.

"Oh that [laughing]. That was my tip for going."

As a rule you generally get one dollar for running the errand or you get to share whatever was bought.

Billy, Eddie is my friend. You fuck with him and that means you fucked me. You deserve a tip for going, but you better give back to Eddie at least fifteen dollars right now or I am going to shove this in your fucking heart!

Looking down his eyes widen seeing my partially concealed ice pick.

"Okay, put it away. I will give it to him."

He was scared and probably pissed, nobody out here likes losing money.

Count it out in front of me, fifteen dollars, then hand it over to him. Do it nice and slow that I can see.
He did so, walked over to Eddie, said something to him, then put the money in his hands. Eddie, the condition he was in you could have put a pile of dogshit in his hands and he wouldn't have noticed.

"Okay Cadillac Man?"

Okay Billy. And Billy, I would have done the same thing if it was happening to you.

He half smiled, said thanks, and walked back to the benches to sulk and maybe take bigger sips of juice.
Now to deal with Eddie. Have to figure a way to get him out of here. A few minutes later I got my chance.
He was passed out, the contents of the bottle slowly pouring out into his lap with no reaction. It is now or never.

I walked over. Come on guys move the fuck over!

Guess they thought I wanted to sit down, and then the look on their faces when I picked him up and put him into my war wagon. Damn, besides reeking of juice he's got a load of shit in his pants. Oh well, at least he is still breathing and don't light a stick whatever you do.

One of them stood up, "Hey! What are you doing with Eddie?"

And a few others, standing, said "Yeah!"

Sorry guys, but the party is over. I am taking him home!

"He ain't got no home!" (A guy named Big Mouth.)

I'm taking him to his mother's place.

"Bullshit! You are gonna take his money." (The others nodding their heads yes.)

Now I am really pissed! Went over to the bench and grabbed Eddie's empty bottle by the neck and slowly walked toward Big Mouth. The others seeing this decided it was time to go, leaving him alone to deal with me.