This is a cracka who will try to cop a spurt of cologne any chance he gets. Falls to peer pressure and FOMO. Farts in public whenever he can, but still pulls.
Gavin Fisher: Hey Trey, I brought the football with me if you want me to drop it off
Trey: Nah, I'm good man I don't need it.
Gavin Fisher: Well, I'm in your neighborhood, and of a matter of fact, a fella needs a spurt of cologne before his date.
Trey: Hell nah cracka.