Eastern Market at lunch time
One girl is standing at the bus stop and sees her friend walk by.
Girl 1: Hey girl, what’s up how’s your summer? You still runnin’ ’round with that bad boy?
Girl 2: Oh no, he dead.
Girl 1: He dead?! No! He dead? When?
Girl 2: Few weeks ago. It don’t matter. We weren’t goin’ out no more.