Hirlem stands up and takes a deep breath, exhaling completely. "Roudie. What's goin' on, man?" With a finger jammed in his ear, Roudie dislodges the wax. "How'd I get blood in there? That's how great that disc was." Hirlem gives Monie a look as dense as the cement under this carpeting. She points over to the corner of the room. Roudie interrupts, "Yeah, I had my phones on, listening to this great disc on that boom box. I just bought that. You like it? I must've fallen asleep with my phones on." "When did you get that?" "I've had it." Grabbing the headphones, Hirlem reels the cord in until he is holding the plug, which previously had just been lying on the floor. He walks over to the CD player.
