(Tiara and Cassandra leaves the station)
Tiara: I wanna make a stop before we getta room.
Cassandra: Okay baby, where to?
Tiara: The shoe place.
Cassandra: Why you wanna go to a shoe place when we just got out of jail.
Tiara: I got some clothes an shoes on hold, since we go be staying in a room, I might as well go there cause I'm go need some clothes. I can buy some clothes for you to last.
Cassandra: Well, it do look like we go need some clothes to last for some days now.
(Tiara and her aunt walks to Footlocker on 85th N Cottage)
Cassandra (opening the door): You can go head on and shop, I will wait here by the door, ain't nothin that I won't in here, they don't sell big ladies clothes, they mostly have men clothes.
Tiara: Okay auntie, I won't be long.
Cassandra: I hope not.
Tiara (saunters to the counter): What up boe?
What up lil TeeTee, watchu been on? Haven't seen yo ass in a minute.
Tiara: I just got out the joint dre.
Dre: Oh shit, what you do?
Tiara: My whole family got shot up.
Dre: Awwe damn, you serious?
Tiara: Do it look like I'm serious Dre?
Dre: Damn foe, on God I didn't know. You know who did it?
Tiara: Some wack ass cult call Brothahood killed my family.
Dre: Brothahood? You talkin bout that trap building on 91st N Chapel ?
Tiara (having an angry expression): Yeah, you know em?
Dre: I don't know em, but I heard a lot of my boys talkin bout em, some of my boys go there an pick up weed from em.
Tiara (Trembles her head) They killed my family man, they go get it, them muthafuckas go get it.
Dre: I'm sorry TeeTee.
Tiara: Ight, I have some clothes on hold here from a few months ago.
Dre: What did you have?
Tiara: Some yellow and white Nikes, a red hoodie, two pairs of dark jeans, a white and black snap back hat.
Dre: Awe I remember, we still got it for you, let me go get it.
Tiara: Ight.
(Tiara observes the store and grabs more clothes for her to last)
Dre: Ight, here it is.
Tiara: I'm adding more clothes to that.
Dre: Ight I gotchu.
Tiara: Aye Dre? Yo cousin Marquez still bangin?
Dre: Yea that nigga ain't gone nowhere, he still in the life.
Tiara: Aye I was thinkin maybe Marquez could throw some hits for me at the brothahood.
Dre: Ight, you need his number?
Tiara: Yeah what is it?
Dre: Ight let me get my phone out (reaching in his pockets) and telling her the number.
Tiara (writing the number down on a Nike business card that was lying on the counter): Ight bro, thanks man.
Dre: No prob Tee Tee.
Tiara: I get back with you bro.
Dre (nods his head): Ight.
Tiara (walking towards the door): I'm back.
Cassandra: You sho was in here for awhile.
Tiara: My bad auntie, I was just getting me enough clothes to last until them cops catch them.
Cassandra: Okay baby, let's get on outta here.
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