Big trouble in little China(town)

Oh man, so last night instead of parking in the nice, safe, well-lit, gentrified parking garage I parked my car in the straight-out-of-a-movie, shady as hell one in Chinatown. The reason: it was closer to the restaurant and saved me $3. So after dinner with Krissy and Alex I'm walking back and FUCK it's like a John Woo movie just broke out.

There is glass everywhere, police just arriving, bunch of Chinese dudes in suits and ladies in dresses angrily milling about and a total fender bender between a blue Saturn and some souped up black Beamer. It seems that a wedding banquet just got out and that the driver of the Saturn (some blond chick) just smashed into the bride's BMW.

The police are holding back a haggle of about seven angry Asian women, two who are obviously the grandma and older aunt, and talking to the blond who has a huge gash on her face and her clothes are all ripped up. From what I could overhear from the police, is that as the blond was coming down the ramp, she skidded and cracked into the Beamer. Then got fucked up by the bride and two of her friends/bridesmaids.

People are everywhere cursing each other out. Everyone was obviously drunk and one guy was carrying a poster-sized picture of the happy couple. There was even the old uncle in just a wife-beater spitting and muttering in Chinese. Oh yeah, the fact that the dudes had those slick full-collar tuxes on and sunglasses made it really cool/fucking scary, just waiting for the first shot to ring out and birds to flutter.