three guys, two blue tooth tumors drilled in to their left skulls and blinking in the day are very stressed right out of the building and onto the street in front of me. awkward shuffle around the bike guy who already had his line and was not confused or stressed. man on right moves, grabs man in middle by the arm and with wide eyes says, "YOU GOT THE CAPITAL RESPONSE ON THE MODEL, RIGHT?" then with the tumor blinking blue he turns to me in disgust and realizes he just took my line because he was negotiating his priorities in a language i did not understand. a smile from the bike guy keeps the disgusted look just above the knot in the tie all the way to the cab.