“Prince is the room's draft-night prophet, the one who calls his shot then comes back to collect. He rolled in with the Morez Johnson Jr. receipts, a David Lee Summer League study and a flat "told you so, this kid's gonna be Bam," after crying on draft night to earn the victory lap. Lives in Shams' mentions, ducks between NBA takes and the soccer drama ("Argentina can't afford shooters"), and swears he pulled up alone seconds before the Mob Ties associates walk in.”