All parties involved are probably really lucky that I, a lover of purposeful body art, wasn't in a mood to interrupt this conversation just off of Times Square this week.
Very young teenaged girl A: What are you getting, Keela?
Keela: A James Dean quote.
Keela: Across my ribcage.
Me, in my head, screaming: DON'T DO IT DON'T DO IT DON'T DO IT DON'T DO IT OH NO YOU'RE 16 WAIT.
VYTGA: Wow. That's gonna be a lot of money. Like, sixty dollars, at least.
Keela: Yeah, right?