Clyde nodded as Mike did exactly as the mechanic had anticipated, not that Clyde was out to make trouble, not much trouble anyway. The gals had to be kept in line, right? Actually, he had a feeling the women folk would have to work to keep the men folk out of the bad stuff. He laughed softly, holding his two bundles of love close for a moment.
"Hey, cheap and easy, that's fuckin' awesome. Not like I got a lotta money in my pockets. Actually...I don' think I have money in my pockets. Fuck. They got an ATM or somethin' round here?" Clyde's hands might have slipped now and then to give the women with him a not exactly appropriate pinch or squeeze.
"You two doin' okay?" Clyde's voice dropped to talk to Mattie and Becca. "Not too fucked?"