Zlatan Ibrahimovic > Status Update

“Miss, do you mind bringing me a slice of that blueberry pie?” “Sure thing. Is there anything else I can get you? Coffee? Soda?” She hung over his table, her ample chest heaving in his face. He’d take care of her.

“Do you think he’d meet with me again? I would love to write a feature story about him.”

“Listen, I’ve been thinking about Trevor and his cough. Why don’t you take him to a specialist in Lansing for me? I had a friend once who had a cough like his. I don’t want to scare you, but I would take him again. Make them run more tests.”