Benji sighed in defeat. He made to turn around and leave but an image of Holiday flashed across his mind and he stood his ground, determined.
"Look, I know you have no reason to care, but there's this situation..." Benji began to ramble from nerves. "...a really complicated situation and Holiday's in freakin' Mexico and I don't know what the hell to do and she mentioned--"
Money looked at Benji abruptly. He stood and pushed the women away. "What did you say?"
Benji looked at him, wide-eyed. He was a lot taller than he expected. "Umm...Mexico?"
"Who's in Mexico?" Money was staring at him now, intensely.
"Holiday?"
"Come with me." Money led him to an even smaller room in the back. He shut the door behind them so it was just the two of them. The noise of the bar was distant and mulled in there. "Tell me everything."
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