Son - (scrambles to his feet running down the street his father no longer at the stand people moving on from watching)
Jeff - (eyes Are wild searchig dor anyone who wishes to foght him then shakes his head and his arm goes back to normal. Blood drips down his cheek and seeps through his grey shirt. Doesnt want to look at steve knowing he seems pathetic and stupid but couldnt help it) sorry.
Fox - its ok. ( puts a hand on his cheek and leans forward) i sill love hearing you say it (smiles)