Adam ignores the lecture, probably for the first time in his life, as he texts his brother on his new cellphone.
Can you get me tickets to the Black Eyed Peas concert?
The return message from his brother is tersely to the point.
For tonight? You’re kidding.
Never more serious. Whatever it takes.
Have you even heard BEP?
Just get them for me.
When there’s no response, Adam follows it with a single word:
Please.
I’ll see what I can do kid. Just don’t hold your breath.
