The sweet taste of barbecue sauce filled the heavy built man's mouth as he moaned in delight. He took another bite of the meatball that was hanging on the stick "Mmmm, this is the good stuff!"
"Please try not to talk with your mouth full, brother." A scrawny man with thin rectangular glasses was sitting next to the wider one. He looked down at his stick that was adorned with several meatballs slathered in a thick barbecue sauce. He let out a heavy sigh. "Next time can we just go get some coffee instead?"
"You kidding me?" He licked some of the sauce off the stick before tossing it aside. "We stole all this cash and you want to waste on it some coffee?" He shook his head. "I don't know about you sometimes, Ike."
"Right back at you."