DizzaHizza
Official Unofficial FW Party Pimp
* 2:15pm, Pacific Standard Time
Asain Nailz
Basement of the Hilton in Munich, Germany.
Kin Hiroshi's eyes roll into the back of his head. *
KH: Sun Ng, you rub it so good...
* Hiroshi looks down the length of his arm where Ms. Ng massages Kin's ring finger while polishing the nail. *
SN: It pleasures me to rub you, Hiroshi-san.
KH: Damn straight...
* A cellphone rings in Hiroshi's coat; hanging in the corner. Another Asian Nailz employee grabs the phone, and holds it up to Kin's ear. *
KH: Yo, Nah, he just called. Yeah. Nope, getting a manicure as we speak. Why? Listen, sometimes I just like to feel pretty. What? I'm a f*g?!? Look in the mirror...
* Hiroshi smirks, and takes a sip of a rum and coke with his free hand. *
KH: Anyways, why did you call? Dupree? Oh, riiiight. I have two suspects right now. They'll go down hard too. It'll benefit everyone when either one of them is ousted.
Nope, can't tell you who. I report directly to Chad. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Me? I'm not going anywhere. CSWA? Wow, when was the last time I got a check from them?
Look into that for me. What? Dan who? Oh, Ryan...yeah. No, I'm not worried; just have to adjust to his size and style.
Hey, i gotta go, Sun's gotta do my other hand. Sure, later.
* Kin motions the "cellphone holder" away. She returns to phone to Hiroshi's coat, while Kin gives his other hand to Sun. *
SN: Who was it, Kin?
KH: Mr. Hiroshi.
* An awkward silence follows. *
SN: Who was it, Mr. Hiroshi?
KH: The past...
*****FADE TO GOLD*****
Asain Nailz
Basement of the Hilton in Munich, Germany.
Kin Hiroshi's eyes roll into the back of his head. *
KH: Sun Ng, you rub it so good...
* Hiroshi looks down the length of his arm where Ms. Ng massages Kin's ring finger while polishing the nail. *
SN: It pleasures me to rub you, Hiroshi-san.
KH: Damn straight...
* A cellphone rings in Hiroshi's coat; hanging in the corner. Another Asian Nailz employee grabs the phone, and holds it up to Kin's ear. *
KH: Yo, Nah, he just called. Yeah. Nope, getting a manicure as we speak. Why? Listen, sometimes I just like to feel pretty. What? I'm a f*g?!? Look in the mirror...
* Hiroshi smirks, and takes a sip of a rum and coke with his free hand. *
KH: Anyways, why did you call? Dupree? Oh, riiiight. I have two suspects right now. They'll go down hard too. It'll benefit everyone when either one of them is ousted.
Nope, can't tell you who. I report directly to Chad. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Me? I'm not going anywhere. CSWA? Wow, when was the last time I got a check from them?
Look into that for me. What? Dan who? Oh, Ryan...yeah. No, I'm not worried; just have to adjust to his size and style.
Hey, i gotta go, Sun's gotta do my other hand. Sure, later.
* Kin motions the "cellphone holder" away. She returns to phone to Hiroshi's coat, while Kin gives his other hand to Sun. *
SN: Who was it, Kin?
KH: Mr. Hiroshi.
* An awkward silence follows. *
SN: Who was it, Mr. Hiroshi?
KH: The past...
*****FADE TO GOLD*****