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Garrett got up from the couch and walked over it the bar. “Mind if I fix myself a drink, Marcus?” Garrett asked while he poured.
“Go ahead.”
“You want one?”
“Make it a double,” Marcus said. “I'm sorry to hear about you and Paven, Garrett. What are you gonna do now?”
“I'ma drink your Henny, that's what I'ma do,” Garrett said handing Marcus his drink.
“I mean about Paven?”
“Look, Marcus, Paven's gonna do what she's gonna do. I can't change who I am or what I do. I love my baby and I want her to come home, but this is something she's gotta work out for herself.”
“That's a pretty enlightened attitude for a brother.”
“Yeah, sounds like I been watching that got-damn meddling ass Oprah Winfrey, too, don't it?”
“You a trip. But you know Paven is right. You're always working, so you're never home. I've never seen you take a vacation and go anywhere. Women need attention.”
“Didn't nobody pay a woman more attention then you paid Randa and look how that turned out.” Marcus looked at Garrett and didn't say anything. “Sorry, Marcus. I shouldn't have said that.”
“You're right, you shouldn't have. But, shit, you're right. Ain't no denying that.”
“I think you paid her too much attention. And you didn't give her enough to do. Shoulda pumped some babies into her.”
“Like them four you pumped in Paven?”
“Touché,” Garrett said as he raised his glass and drained it. “You want another?”
“No, still working on the first one.”
“Well man up,” Garrett said standing in front of him, waiting for his glass. Marcus drained his glass and handed it to Garrett. “Thank you. On second thought, get dressed. Let’s get the fuck up outta here.”
“And go where?”
“Let's go watch some girls.”
“Did that already today,” Marcus replied as he got up and went in his bedroom to get dressed.
“Where'd you go?” Garrett yelled while he poured the drinks in plastic cups.
“Pleasers and Goosebumps.” Marcus yelled back.
“Who'd you go there with?”
“Carmen,” Marcus said as he came out the room.
“Playa, if that ain't the stupidest thing I ever heard, I don't know what is.”
“What do you mean?”
“You took the finest mutha fucka in town to a tittie bar,” Garrett paused. “She ain't no lesbian, is she?”
“No, and I quote, That ain't my type of bump and grind, unquote.”
“I feel better just knowing that. Now, why did you take her to a tittie bar?”
“I know you've been tied up with your other case. And now with you and Paven having problems, your time is gonna be even more limited. So we've been doing a little investigating on our own.”
