QUOTE : Is Lopez okay?” Moses greeted, not even saying hello.<br /><br />“Lopez is okay,” Noah replied, a smile in his voice. “Thank you, Moses.”<br /><br />He grunted, uncomfortable. But he didn’t sign off the way Noah expected him to.<br /><br />“I don’t like worrying about people,” Moses said, his tone accusatory. “I’ve been worried for the last two weeks. Decided I better call.”<br /><br />“Are you still seeing Cora?” Noah asked.<br /><br />“No. Thank God. I was glad to see her go,” Moses said, unapologetic. His irreverence and disregard made Noah laugh. Noah’s laughter made Moses sputter.<br /><br />“Holy shit, Doc. What I just said was mean as hell. And you’re laughing.”<br /><br />“I’m laughing because you’re so transparent,” Noah shot back.<br /><br />“Nah. I’m not transparent. But your wife is.” If that was Moses’s version of a “Yo Mama” joke, it could use some work.