Madness

Jacob was getting in with the wrong people. There was a bat on the door. A plastic bat. He thought it was worth two bucks.
'I could get two dollars for this plastic bat. Kids want them. They are into Kiss. I know this. I have my finger on their pulses. I think I can use another two dollars. You know how it is. The things you go through here in Trump's America. Oh boy.'
He was referring to that moment when you don't- after working out a week's expenditure- have couple bucks for charity. The bat flew from door.