Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?
“I dunno if you’ve ever met my sister-in-law–”
“–Lillian Monster, but she’s a race car driver.”
“And, uh, she’s driving in Daytona. So, you know, I came down with the family. Met some nice people. I kept thinking I saw Billy all day.”
“Red baseball caps.”
Different kind of hat.
“I’ll say. This is, uh, not a Dead crowd. I don’t know if it’s the opposite, but it’s close. Lots of folks real sad about Sweden.”
Sure. You a racing fan at all?
“I’ve seen Cannonball Run a dozen times.”
“Just giving Lillian and her car a little bit of luck.”
The ol’ slap-a-Stealie-on-it routine?
“Well, think of it this way: if she doesn’t win, then she can still sell her car to Jim Irsay.”
Good thinking. Isn’t she worried that she’ll get pulled over with that sticker?
“I got a Jesus fish in my back pocket. Gonna stick it right next to the Stealie.”
“I got my moments.”