Will: Hilary, I'm in big trouble. I need your help.
Hilary: What's wrong?
Will: I just need $300.
Hilary: $300? What for?
Fred: Hey, young blood. Man! Y'all sure got it going on up in here.
Hilary: Will, who is he?
Will: Listen, Hilary, he's from the pool hall. I just lost a couple games and I need $300.
Hilary: You blew $300 and you don't even have a sweater to show for it?