Distracted

His gazing at the succession of light poles was interrupted by a jolt in his arm.

“Punch-buggy green,” Nick said.

“Ow, what?” Tony rubbed his stinging tricep. “Are you serious? And that wasn’t even green, it was yellow.”

“No, it was green.”

“And it’s a new Bug. New Bugs don’t count.”

“Not that one, there was an older green one behind it.” Nick dismissed the confusion with a wave, which he must have known would really piss Tony off.

“Whatever, man. There wasn’t. No way.”

It took five minutes for Nick to drive around the block and show Tony the parked car. The closure led to them ending up arriving late to the wake.

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