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I wonder if, uh, it was maybe decorated by...

Miles Severeign?

Why the hell would Miles decorate the place?

I'm sorry, who are you?

Leo Faloon. I'm, uh, I'm with Video Monthly

Computer game Weekly Magazine.

You're with the press?

Yeah, yeah, I'm doing a big, uh, story about

the whole

thing with the balloons

and the grand opening and

all the happenings at Glasskey,

What is happening?

Right.

Come with me.

Sorry, Mister Faloon, this is a

private party for Glasskey shareholders only.

I'm afraid that the press is going to

have to wait

for the official release.

The word is already out about Miles new game.

The press is here.

Whattya...ow, you're pinching the

fatty part of my arm.

Okay, alright, uh-huh.

Uh, okay.

Real tough, you're lucky

I don't kick both your $4 an hour assses.

Or whatever you make.

It should be more, I'll, I'll talk to

somebody tomorrow. Get you guys a raise.

Yeah, raise your asses up to your ears

with my boot, you try that again.

Wow.

You showed them.

Oh, yeah, thanks.

I'll, uh, I'll probably follow that up

with a stern e-mail, too, if I know my temper.

Why'd they toss you out?

I, uh, made fun of Horn's party decorations

and he got all pissy.

Daddy kicked you out?

Daddy?

Well, we'l show him.

He can't kick you out

because you're my date.

Ow, you're pinching the fatty part

of my arm.

Oh, uh, okay, okay, well this is good, I just...

I have to keep a low profile.

Let's dance!

Whoa, whoa.

Even more low profile.

I already go kicked out once.

If your dad sees me in here again

he'll probably call the cops.

Ooo, you don't like cops?

Are you some kind of bad boy?

No, I'm, uh, I'm a bad middle-aged guy.

So just cool your jets, lakita.

My name's Reese.

It was a literary reference.

Lakita?

You mean Lolita.

Oh, right, well, if you read the book

you now it doesn't end well.

Uh-oh, security.

Wow, you really are a bad boy,

bringing me into daddy's office.

Daddy's office?

Oookay, I'm going to prison.

Might as well wrap my head

around that now.

So the first day in the communal shower

doesn't come as such a shock.

What are you talking about?

I, uh, don't even know anymore.

So, this is daddy's office, huh?

Wow.

It's pretty nice.

He, uh, strikes me as a guy who's done

pretty well for himself. Grow up rich?

Filthy.

How did, uh, how did

daddy make all his money?

Ask him.

Do you work here, too...

or do you just go to the parties?

I work! I'm in the marketing

and testing side of things.

Okay.

What's the word Arrowpoint

mean to you?

Point of an arrow?

College girl, eh? How about

, uh, Blaster or Coldriver, that mean anything?

Wow, this is just getting funner and funner.

Let's go back out there.

Nooo, thank you.

- C'mon, it's a party.

- Not a chance.

I'll tell daddy you're snooping

around his things.

I am thirsty.

Is there any punch?

Daddy, how did you make your money?

- Ah, crap

What are you doing with him?

I thought I asked you to leave.

No, you didn't ask.

You had two rented orangutans

bounce me.

- Mr Horn.

- Geez, they're getting bigger!

Church, good,

is Miles here?

No, I went to his place

but he wasn't there.

And it looked like the place

had been trashed.

What?

What do you mean trashed?

Trashed, busted up, furniture

had been flipped. Stuff had been broken.

Blood on the floor.

It was a question. Blood on the floor?

See, it went up at the end.

Did you call the police?

- Police? What, he's okay, right?

- Now there's no reason to call the police

Miles is a temperamental man,

we all know about him, right?

He probably just got angry

about something,

had to blow off some steam.

Mark my words, he's going to

walk in here any second and be very apologetic

I don't like the sound of this.

- me neither.

He's the reason I put my money

in this company.

I better get word tomorrow that he's fine

and his new game is complete.

- You pigs!

All you care about is

how much money Miles can make you.

Reese.

Reese, come...

I'm going to send each and every one of you

an email tomorrow explaining

everything, but I...I want you to trust me.

There's nothing to worry about.

Okay.

So please, uh, just carry on

and enjoy yourselves.

Well, that went well.

Yeah, I guess you're going to write all about it

in your big article.

Oh, do...don't worry about me.

I don't even know how to spell bankrupt.

Oh, I'll head off.

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Hello?

- Kyra?

- Leo.

Hungry?

This is a nice place.

Oh, is it? I, I guess...

I, I don't know.

It's kind of cozy.

- So? Doesn't mean it's a date.

I never said it was.

Who said it was?

- No one.

It's just, uh, two people having

a bite to eat.

Two grown, consenting adults

of consenting age.

Having some food,

and consenting to talk.

I mean, you can call it a date,

if you need to.

Relax, Leo.

I'm relaxed.

I'm completely relaxed.

- Really?

because you just said

"consenting" five times.

Will you order me a glass of red wine?

I need to use the ladies room.

Yeah, me too.

Well, not the ladie...

the men's room is where I'd...

But the same thing that you have to...

well, I don't, I don't know what you have to do.

I'll..., you...go, I'm relaxed.

I'll...order the drinks.

Hello, Kyra.

What the hell are you doing here?

Why dno't we go chat outside?

Move it!

Good evening.

Hi, um, I'll have a rye

and root beer.

And the lady will have

a glass of red wine.

Ah, very good sir. And what kind

of wine would the lady like?

Oh, ah, red was all the information I was given.

Um, not a, not a big wine guy...

Um...Charbonei?

Is that a thing?

Not that I'm aware of.

- Savonet? Savonito!

- No.

Molet?

I believe that is a Mexican

chocolate sauce.

Oh, that sounds good, too.

But you know, I, uh, I

I'm gonna need your help.

Could you just bring a

glass of red wine?

Like a nice one? One that makes

me look like I know what I'm doing.

I will pick a nice wine.

I doubt it will make anyone think

you know what you're doing.

Well, I don't know what I'm doing

when it comes to leaving a tip, either.

Why are you following me?

I didn't do anything.

- I am not following you.

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