>>Joni: You really work out, don’t you? Is it ti compensate
for things?>>Joni:See you.>>Joni:I see something weird on the dancefloor, L.
Can you chek it?>>Luis: Joni, mami, things are fine here.>>Joni: We’ve got a disturbance in the men’s room,
L. Go break some heads.
>>Luis: On my way.>>Luis: Whoah, this dude is way overly refreshed.>>Joni: Deal’em up, muscles.>>Joni: I’ll remember that face, asshole.>>Dessie: Still getting your hands dirty. That’s what i like to see.>>Luis: Hey, Dessie.>>Luis: Looks like we having a peaceful night.>>Luis: Things are all good here, Joni.>>Dessie: Luis. I need you to take timeout from this
management stuff. We got an emergency at Hercules.>>Luis: What is it, bro? Can’t Troy handle this?>>Dessie: That rapper Clay PG Jackson’s been pinned
down by paparazzi.>>Dessie: Seems the Pain Giver needs a fast extraction.>>Luis: Damn! Poor bastard. I’ll see what i can do.>>Dessie: Hope Hercules is cool, boss.>>Luis: I doubt thatm but whatever man.>>Jackson: You can’t see me.>>Luis: I’m coming throught, motherfucker.>>Luis: I work for Tony, man. Let me in.>>Jackson: Dump these motherfucking paps! They always misconstrue things!>>Luis: Get out of here, PG, A sensitive soul like you don’t wanna get locked up for photographer