Vincent Vega,a gangster, takes his boss' (Marcelles Wallace) wife Mia Wallace to a restaurant at his boss' order. He is scared as hell especially since he knows that Marcelles Wallace has thrown a guy (Antwon Rockamora a.k.a Tony Rocky hara, if you really care) from the 6th floor of a building because he gave Mia a foot massage. (The nigger fell through the glass house and developed a speach impediment, even if you don't really care!)
Mia Wallace: Gives him inviting looks as she tastes the cherry (that comes with the $5 milk shake) still holding it on to her equally red lips.
Vincent Vega: Looks at her as he takes a puff and quickly looks aside.
Mia Wallace: Now she is sipping her milkshake with her eyes still fixed to him.
Vincent Wallace: Tries to avoid her eyes and pretends to be in deep thought, rubs his chin trying to get busy with something. But all he could think of was to take a sip of his coke.
Mia Wallace: (Now, again tastes the cherry giving him suggestive looks. Finally she breaks the silence) Don’t you hate that?
Vincent Vega: Hate what?
Mia Wallace: The uncomfortable silences? (smiles)
Vincent Vega (Looks confused?). Why would you feel it’s necessary to yak about BULL SHIT…. only to feel comfortable?
Good point! I wonder why that is?
When I revisited Pulp Fiction recently......