[Kavinsky toys with the radio on the way there, complains about how shit the car is, how shit the music is and how much better life would be if they were in the Bentley. When the keys get handed back to him, he dangles them in Adam's face] You're still keeping it, right? You're keeping it cause it's yours.
[He glances around to see if he can spot any of those uptight nuns, or whoever was bothering Adam about his completely appropriate phone call] You live here? Where's all your shit?
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Date: 2014-11-10 12:00 am (UTC)[He glances around to see if he can spot any of those uptight nuns, or whoever was bothering Adam about his completely appropriate phone call] You live here? Where's all your shit?