EYES ON THE STREET
Scout's truck is bigger than Morris' land yacht
Left alone once again for what seemed like hours at a time--neurotic Morris began to navigate the all too familiar minefield of self-conscious "is this person someone I really should be involved with?" conversation. Subtitles flashed unspoken thoughts: "maybe I'm not smart enough for him" and "he treats me like as if I'm just another B pillar to him". Still he waits. Day after day.