Man A is approximately three feet away from Man B. Man A is wearing a beige raincoat and brown slacks. His curly hair is still drying from outside weather. His eyeglasses are thick and it appears that he has a couple days worth of stubble on his face. Man B has a green and yellow hoodie with a Ducks on it, his pants are carpenter style jeans.
I'm in the Union Building by the food court and I'm around 25 feet away from the subjects. The time is around 4:30pm and the subjects are sitting in the corner of the north west side of the court. I can not make out the words as they sound muffled from here. I can see that they are loud as I can almost see the lips are over pronouncing and the noise that is issuing forth is short and abrupt. I see a head shaking from side to side from Man A, and Man B looks like he is pointing to a certain page in his tennis ball yellow text book.
Man B talks for about five minutes in a tone that each sound comes down in pitch. Man A looks away and wrinkles face. Man A then responds for seven minutes in a soft tone.. Man B eyes roll along with his neck as he slaps his knees. Man B then talks and is louder in pitch and volume and states, "If you are going to be that closed minded then what are you doing here!?!". Man A throw up arms and a guttural noise issues forth. Man B picks up his black cloth backpack immediately and begins to leave as his tucks his books under his left arm and turns east away from me for I'm facing north.
Man A says, "Wait!!!". Conversation again becomes too quiet to hear again. Man B stands and listens to Man A, then they both leave the scene after two minutes heading east.
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