SC7. INT. KRUGER’S BEDROOM – DAY

Honeybowl answers his phone What fuckin’ time is it? Something better be really really wrong. Wrong enough. I’m on my way to your place. I will explain when I get there. Genevieve had a rough night with the baby. I will meet you at the bar. The key for the back door should be there. Ok Honeybowl. I’ve got somewhere I need to stop first. Give me an hour. Honeybowl’s wife Genevieve comes into the room holding a baby. Way to go. Now she’s up again. Are you happy? Who was it this time? Another one of your whore waitresses? No honey it was Ramsey I swear. I don’t believe you. Genevieve comes over and rips Kruger’s phone out of his hand and checks. See? Are you satisfied? No. I had just got her to sleep. I don’t care who it was, nobody should be calling here at this time, and your fucking ringer should be off. But it is off? It didn’t ring it only vibrated! Don’t give me any more of your lame excuses. I’m sick of your shit. You hear me? SICK OF IT. Genevieve storms back out of the room.