"That's why am here really, I'm quitting." Watts said slowly.
"You're what?" Flemington froze for a moment, seemingly trying to wrap his mind about Watt's statement.
Watts could only smile and wait for it.
"Then why the fuck are you even here?" Fleming snapped.
Ah, there it is.
"Cant I say a goodbye to my friend?" Watts asked back.
"Bullshit, did you come to say goodbye to me or to your little girlfriends?" Fleming asked in exasperation as he sat back down.
Watts acted a bit shocked at the fact that Fleming knew about his little escapades with women at the airport, earning himself a disdainful look from Fleming.
"What? You thought I wouldn't find out?" Fleming said disdainfully, "Though I have to ask, how do you do it bro?" he added, leaning in eagerly.
Watts leaned in too and whispered "Its all about gym and luck my friend," as he directed a look at Fleming's huge stomach.
