You walk a few streets over to Sandy's house.  Along the way you get some strange looks.  You think that perhaps it's because of your Rico Suave-style.  Actually, it's because you smell like shit and aren't wearing any pants.

    In front of Sandy's front door are Merv and Buddy from Christy's.

    "Hey, guys.  What's happenin'?"

    "Just waitin' in line," says Merv.

    "Oh."

    Buddy looks down at his watch.

    "Who's in there now?" you ask.

    "Milty," says Merv.

    "Oh."

    "Hey, uh, you guys mind if I sneak in and ask Sandy a question?"

    "No cuttin' in line, man," says Merv.  "I got next."

    "Yeah, but she's my girlfriend."

    "Rule's a rule, man."

    Buddy looks down at his watch again.

    "Look, guys, I gotta get back to work.  Brad, you can take my place.  I'm right after Merv,"  Buddy says and heads off.
 

    Wait in line.

    Barge in.

    Challenge Merv to a duel.