“Oh, have we met? Name’s Garcia, man.”
This is a needy side of you I haven’t seen before.
“Well, you know, man: gets a little lonely on the bench.”
You guys are about to inherit, run, and destroy a newspaper; you’ll have a big part in that.
“Can I wear the fedora with the press card stuck in the brim.”
“Oh, I know: can I be named Scoop?”
Can’t do any undercovering in a fedora with a press card stuck in the brim, man.
“You’re right, sure.”