In a seedy, downtown pawn shop, two emo boys, their eyes heavy with kohl and desperation, negotiate a deal with the proprietor. He leans in, his voice low, "I'll give you what you need, but you'll give me a show." They nod, already unbuttoning their tight jeans. The shop is filled with the clinking of jewelry and the soft moans of the boys as they pleasure each other, their hands exploring each other's lean bodies. The pawn shop owner watches, his hand slowly moving under the counter, adding to the symphony of pleasure in the shop.