Crystal Blue Persuasion | Gold & Jesse
"This guy will blow your mind, man," Badger said, "For real, yo. Like he's one of those real uptight guys with a huge stick up his ass, but man, he likes to party. He's also totally loaded, like he'll throw down some serious cheddar for this stuff. Just up the price like 1G per pound and he won't even notice. It's like money just grows on trees for this guy."
"Alright, bitch!" Jesse replied, "So where do I find this guy? Where does he want to meet?"
"He said the corner dinner, the one with the guy who doesn't believe in the future."
"You know the one that bans cellphones and iPods and everything that was invented after 1962. C'mon, you know the guy who owns like one shirt."
"Yeah, that one. Anyway, this guy will be there at 11:30 in a booth by himself. Apparently he's mega obsessed with that Tarantino movie and goes by a color name. Like Brown or White or ... something."
"Like ... Gold?" Jesse didn't know Mr. Gold, but he definitely knew who he was. And while Badger was describing someone who you wouldn't think would be involved in drugs, he definitely didn't picture Gold as someone who, even on the weekends, let loose and party hard with some crystal blue. But who was he to deny him?
Jesse was sitting at one of the back booths at Luke's. It wasn't until 2:30 that Gold actually showed up (Jesse only waited the extra time because of the huge amount of crystal he had on him - he wanted to dump and go - plus he wasn't about to upset Gold, either).
Gold seemed to be looking for someone, but his eyes passed quickly over Jesse as if he didn't even register his presence. Jesse wondered if Gold was knew at this, because he doubted that the other two customers in here - a mother with two toddlers and that geeky paper salesman - were dealing drugs.
Repressing a roll of the eyes, Jesse said in a loud whisper, "Yo, Mr. Gold." Once he had his attention he wasn't sure he wanted it - this guy had a pretty intimidating stare, "Uh, hey, I, uh, thought we could, uh, talk some business."
