Real close to Dion's

I'm walking out of Dion's at Truman and White. That's not the name of the gas station. Dion's is the name of the fried chicken joint housed inside - where I'll probably be visiting later in a less sober state of mind. [ed note: that's for damn sure...] Dreamane is here, and we just put ten bucks in her tank. Or we might as well have, because that's what we spent on gasoline. Next we're stopping by the place where she was staying to get her shit outta there and into the place where she's staying next. Steve's.