He waved to me to be quiet, as if I were annoying background noise. "Look, whatever your name is..." Benvolio Montague." Right. Look, Benvolio, why don't we go outside and get a taxi? My label has a New York office. We can go there and get you a money order or something." He smiles, thinking himself clever. "Come on, what do you say?" Benvolio raised an eyebrow. "I am beginning to believe that you are insane.

Saving Juliet