Lafayette avoids Eric's eyes, and his entire face, really, as he reluctantly takes the invitation to sit in the passenger seat. He makes himself as small as possible, almost cringing against the door.
He hasn't been able to sell all the V Pam gave him. So he supposes an explanation is in order. Best to give one before Eric demands one.
"Listen," he pleads, thumping the armrest for emphasis. "Listen, I moved what I could, but even at half-off, that shit is still expensive. I'm gonna need some more time."
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Oh, he did not just call him--
Fuck no. Fuck fuck fuck goddammit and fuck.
Really? Really?
Lafayette avoids Eric's eyes, and his entire face, really, as he reluctantly takes the invitation to sit in the passenger seat. He makes himself as small as possible, almost cringing against the door.
He hasn't been able to sell all the V Pam gave him. So he supposes an explanation is in order. Best to give one before Eric demands one.
"Listen," he pleads, thumping the armrest for emphasis. "Listen, I moved what I could, but even at half-off, that shit is still expensive. I'm gonna need some more time."