Inside the Hair salon!

Inside the hair salon, one is reading a sports magazine and the other approaches him.
T: (Sits beside Chris with folded legs) Can I borrow that when you’re done?
C: (Looks at him up and down) who the hell are you? Can you not see the other fucking magazines?
T: (Chuckles) that’s ok, Love, I'll read another one.
C: (Looks around with a confusing face) who were you talkin' to? You betta not be talkin' to me. I dont deal with homo's. (Gets up...looks at hair dresser) Are you bitches ready yet?
T: (puts hand on Chris's shoulder) Take it easy man, Do not worry your turn will come. Everyone will have their turn. (Smiles)
C: Get your God Damn Hands off of me before I beat u to a pulp!
T: Listen I will give you two options right now ok you can either apologize to all these ladies, grab your coat and have a cup of coffee with me downstairs OR u and I will simply have to fight this out which I really do not mind. (Lookin up and down his C’s body) U know u do like kinda fit. (Smiles)
C: Listen to me I’ll tell u once more that I don’t like gay’s or anybody like u people so why don’t you just go and kill yourself, man! You god dam freaks! I HATE YOU! Shit. You’re all the same. Always pissin me off and I can only take so much, so just fuckin leave me alone fruitcake and get off my back about everything! (Sweating and pale looking around with disgust).
T: I am so sorry my friend if I have offended you but I believe that if you have had a bad childhood, you should now forget that and move forward and live your life to its greatest and fullest meaning! Your mother did nothing for u so why should u be the bearer of her pains?
C: Who the hell are u?? When did u turn Ms. Cleo and when did u meet my mother u dumb shit.
T: Stop fighting it!
C-No shittbag why would I want to talk to you! You know what - except if it was your mother so I could get a good taste. Now get the fuck out of my way, before I punch the livin’ crap outta your body.
T: Let’s see you try. You can’t hit a man with dreamy blue eyes like me.
C: Oh ya?
T: Now let’s go back and start all over again. I think you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
C: Nah, I woke up on your momma’s bed tis’ morning.
T:*chuckles* Your a little daredevil aren’t you, Johnny boy?
Chris’ hands slowly evolve into the punching position. As Chris moves to show Tye a thing or two, Tye grabs hold of the hairdresser and uses her as a shield. Chris who was in anger, did not realize and punched with all his might. Chris’ white fist punched the hairdresser’s jelly belly, She quickly fell on the floor, clinging tightly to her stomach.
C: Oh fuck!
T: What the hell do we do now?
As the two finally stopped screaming at each other, their eyes were glued with one another. The moment we all were waiting for.