Dwight snapped up, his attention having been caught by the man as he relievedly had some social contact. The lack of anyone talking to him, along with the dope, had convinced him he was in fact invisible. With trance broken, he gave the man a broad grin, golden braced teeth visible beneath his rather large lips, characteristic of his racial origins.
"Dayum right, dawg. 'Erbody in here finally kickin' it; I ain' had a day off since ma' boys disbanded, y'know?"
He shrugged
"But uuuuuuh. Tell y'what, it ain't a party until some dumb gak goes down, y'dig? Wanna find somein' real stupid t'do that'll get one hell of a laugh?"