He ain't getting no darn taxi for there, and right now the Subway has far too many security cameras for his comfort level.

"Definitely for spring." He's not so made of money that he can get a cab here after all. After a while she'll start to notice more cars though, and people walking around them now. Then the sounds and smells as Beauford turns the corner towards the club. There's a small huddled line of people near the front and a big man who is actually standing head and shoulders over the rest.

And the fact that he's got lavender skin probably has nothing to do with anything.

"Brazil!"

"Beauford!"