Booker wasn't at all familiar with this business. It was more in line with Adam's line of work. Booker only contributed to the puzzle piece by piece and it was usually pieces so far apart from another that it was impossible to get the scope of the picture. It was, more than not, just over his goddamn head.
But that aside, "Bunkin' Bronco is it?" He snort and licked his lips before washing down the wing's taste with some ice water. Then he had a hefty sip of his Toddy before exhaling a hot breath over his plate. "Well, if that shit can help me out at the races I'd be more than obliged to check it out."
On the other matter, "Fontaine Futuristics.. I don't believe in religion." He huffed.
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But that aside, "Bunkin' Bronco is it?" He snort and licked his lips before washing down the wing's taste with some ice water. Then he had a hefty sip of his Toddy before exhaling a hot breath over his plate. "Well, if that shit can help me out at the races I'd be more than obliged to check it out."
On the other matter, "Fontaine Futuristics.. I don't believe in religion." He huffed.