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We blew a bunch of money on the photo machine and about laughed our asses off. I didn't know you could get six people in one of those! Goddam Danny was always right in front. We'd shove him out and then the pictures would come out and there he'd be in front of everybody. I thought I'd barf I laughed so hard. Then we blew even more money trying to win teddy bears for the girls. No luck. All evening the girls had been imploring us to win them teddy bears or something. Fat chance. We tried like hell. Finally when we were standing there watching the Negro cats bopping to the music I excused myself from Barb to go talk to Don. Danny said count him in, so we told the girls we were going to call Mr. Rigg for our ride. We shagged for the heart of the fairway. We tried a couple of joints but the stuffed animals were too expensive. Shit. We were getting worried about the girls. All alone back there, a lot of scags around. What if somebody started bothering them?
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