Mary looks at her son, then at the vibrant, chaotic street ahead of them. She reaches over and turns the volume knob back up as the track loops.
"Mama," he says, clicking a button on the stereo. "We’re going out." Scissor Sisters - Take Your Mama
"Well," she says with a wink. "You heard the man, Leo. You’d better take your mama out all night." Mary looks at her son, then at the
The honky-tonk piano of "Take Your Mama" explodes into the room. It’s a sound that shouldn't make sense—Elton John’s showmanship colliding with a New York dance floor—but as the beat kicks in, Mary’s foot starts tapping of its own accord. Mary looks at her son
As the final notes of the guitar solo fade, Leo pulls over under a neon sign.