"Hey there, Mr.Polished !
Look I know you' re all modest
and don' t like the extra attention.
I' m just stopping by to pay homage."

"Acknowlegded. Thanks."

"I haven' t said anything yet.
How' ve my compliments already been abolished ??
Can you at least hear them out please...
I mean they' re all honest."

"Look I don' t wanna come off as snobbish I' m just not interested.
I don' t really want it."

"Naaah man...something' s wrong.
That was a typical response but something about it feels uncommon.
Are you okay ?
You don' t seem so...solid."

"I' m cool."

"And I' m Fool.
Tone...c' mon man.
I' m just trying to provide some solace.
I' ve learned how important support is
...cause YOU taught it.
Honesty too.
And you just lied and I caught it.
I' m not asking you to be flawless man.
Just be honest.
Just be honest.
Whatever it is you' re thinking
I wanna know what that thought is."

"You first."

"Fine.
You seem...hollow.
Like...you' re out of thrill and you just had a really tough pill to swallow."

"Hmm. Almost."

"What' re you carrying man ?
What' s the cargo ?
Are you using again ?
Emptying more wine bottles ?"

"No. No empty bottles."

"Then why do you look like this ?"

"Look like what ? A role model ?"

"Funny.  
More like the "old" model.
Don' t treat me like I need goggles.
I can see just fine
and I can read too...YOU...
just like a novel.
And what I' ve read so far...
is that there may be a problem.
And if YOU have problems...
then I have problems.
So I' d appreciate it
if you' d help me solve em.
Start talking."

"I' m not exactly...star-struck when I look in the mirror. It has nothing to do with looks. I think it' s fear."

"Fear ??
Do know what you made it through
that past year ??
And you sittin here talkin to me about "fear" ??"

"I' m glad I made myself clear."

"Toni ? YOU...scared ??"

"*****. Yes."