Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?
“Taking the crowd to the gun show.”
Well, it’s hot out.
“Especially with me here.”
Well played.
“Thanks. Check out the vein. Couldn’t wear Snake T-Shirt, cuz she would have gotten jealous.”
Sure.
“The vein is snake-y.”
I got it. Bob?
“Yeah?”
Garcia still alive?
…
“Mostly.”
Whose decision was it to bring the obese, chain-smoking, opiate-addicted man to the top of a mountain?
“Someone’s.”
Great. Hey, Mickey.
“Yo.”
That’s some good Dead-hat wearin’, Mick.
“I aim to please.”
Okay.
This is good
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/36/e7/57/36e757fe31dc0a68f2f1f014420280ee.jpg
https://thoughtsonthedead.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/come-to-see-me-last-night-5/
There are a couple pictures of that encounter and Carly is giving Bobby the look of love in all of them.
http://imgs.l4lmcdn.com/JRADasBobby.jpg