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-You know, it's gonna be really hard for you to ride that bike with my foot shoved up your ass.

- Ok, wow.

- Oh, it's you. I thought you were these guys from the other night.

- You ever let it down?
- What?

- Your force field, you know, you walk aroundall up in your own shit like you ain't got no time for nobody else's goodness. How does somebody get close enough to give you what you need?

- I don't need anything.

- Everybody needs something. As of right now, seems like you might need a ride.

- On that? I don't think two bodies can fit on that. What is it, like, your little brother's bike?

- Okay, let me tell you something about this right here. This is the product of my love and sweat. And it can and will prove you wrong, but as of right now, I don't think I even want to let you on this thing. I mean, unless-- and I mean, only if you promise to be sweet.
- Promise

- Okay? Come on. Now you promise to be sweet, right?

- I promise.