"mh.."
Vincent: What?
"Nuthin. Can I go get some gum?"
Vincent: Yeah, but I'm coming with you. No offense, but I don't really trust you.
"Yeah yeah, alright."
He gets up and brushes himself off.
"Oh...and I need to find the fuckin' hotel I was staying in."
Vincent: Oh-is your stuff still there?
"I hope it is."
Vincent: Yikes...alright-I think there's like a holiday inn or somethin' in town-
