Darius, TJ & Open
Darius hadn't expected anyone to come talk to him, so it took him a second to register. And he'd been watching the game.
"Oh, uh, yeah, I'm Darius," he said, shuffling his coke to his other hand so he could shake TJ's. Guy sounded foreign. "Just got here. To the school, I mean, not to... well, I guess to the bar too." Yes, that's was a great sentence, good job, Darius.
"French fry?" he offered, indicating the basket on the bar.