Parish?

“Oh, hey, man.”

I need you to answer a question and no fucking around.

“Is it about Garcia?”

No.

“Cuz I got a ton of Garcia stories.”

I am aware. I listen to the Sirius show.

“I also got a bunch of stories about getting into fights with cops. You used to be allowed to do that without spending the rest of your life in jail.”

It was a looser era.

“You said it, brother.”

My question is also not about that, though.

“Well, fire away, man.”

What exactly is going on with you and Young Katie Skene?

“Gentleman never tells.”

Yeah, but you’re not a gentleman. You were on the Grateful Dead’s road crew.

“Yeah, still, I’m not saying anything.”

Oh, don’t make me talk to her.

“Up to you.”

Goddammit, Parish.