"Quit whining, Big A. I'm sick and tired of listening to your sob stories about your broken home, your unrequited loves, and your 62-inch waist. It's about time you stop talking about your problems, and do something about them!""That's precisely why I asked you to meet me here, Sebastian. Number one, I have decided to quit worrying about my father's alcoholism. If he wants to drink himself to death, let him! I have met the love of my life, his name is Jim Williams. He is so delicious, Sebastian! He is an antiques dealer, he loves fine things, and he's extremely rich."
"Yeah, he's pretty well known around here."
"The only problem is, I haven't figured out just how to 'land' him yet."
"What's the point of all of this crap?"
"I just wanted to tell you about the big plans that I have made. I am trying to take control of my problems. I'm also going to start taking dance lessons. I hope that dancing will help me to impress my, Jimmy. He loves to throw grand parties at his mansion, and I have heard that he loves to dance."
"Who's gonna teach your fat ass to dance?"
"You're so rude, Sebastian! Anyway, a young Latino man named Rico will be teaching me dance. He's got a cute little ass, but he's not nearly as refined as Jimmy."
"I really don't need to hear shit like that, you know that queer stuff makes me sick to my stomach."
"You're such a homophobe, Sebastian. I think that you're insecure about your masculinity."
"I think that you're a fat faggot!"
"I'm leaving, I don't have to take this from you!"
"Thing only thing you have to take is a 'root' in the ass, fat-boy!"
"You're disgusting!"
"Whatever."
Big A gets up to leave the restaurant. He is upset by Sebastian's ridicule and does not see the young Native American woman entering the door at the same time he tries to go through it. Big A gets wedged in the doorway, nearly smashing the Indian girl, causing quite a commotion. the last thing that Big A hears is the sound of Sebastian's smug laugh.