Stripped Naked Page #3

Oh, wait wait.

Don't tell that creep where we live.

I don't need to,

it's in the lot.

What? You... you mean

the car's here?

Yeah, I drove it.

Jade, are you f***ing crazy?

Why would you do that? I told you

not to drive the car anywhere.

You told me not to drive it around.

I mean, I'm brought it straight here.

F***!

Are you a complete idiot?

Listen, you borrowed my car

to run errands this morning.

Yeah, but I thought you'd take

a cab or get a ride with someone,

- not drive the f***ing car!

- Don't worry, okay?

It's not like a guy in Columbus

is gonna find it

all the way down here.

Seriously.

Just relax. In two minutes

this won't be our problem anymore, okay?

Seriously, Cassie, it's fine.

Just do a couple shots

or something.

Okay.

Now where the f*** did

that little trick hide my watch?

So once I'm done

I'll head over to the motel,

get ready for you girls

to come over.

Is that a "herpe" on your lip?

No. I cut myself shaving.

Cassie's cool with it.

We'll be there around 12:00.

What name

will the room be under?

John Trois.

Okay, just make sure

you take care of the car

or it's gonna be John Uno.

Okay?

John Trois's got

everything under control.

See you at midnight.

F***.

Where did she put it?

Good Lord.

Where did all this come from?

Okay.

It... it can't be real.

Okay.

No, that smells like I am

the luckiest

motherfucking guy on...

If you tell her, I'm gonna

rip your f***in' head off.

But I'm not leaving

without my damn watch.

Get in the trunk, please.

I said please.

We better roll.

He's probably there by now.

Yeah. Ready when you are.

Mmm. Hey hey

hey hey hey hey.

Hey.

Where are you guys going?

It's not even 12:00.

Midnight Mass.

That's very funny.

Don't be a smart ass.

Listen, we have something to do.

We'll just... we'll be in tomorrow.

- Don't worry.

- Don't worry?

Girls, I'm trying

to run a business here.

- Give me a break.

- Night, Howie.

Howie.

B*tches.

- Where are they going?

- Oh, who knows.

Cassie was acting

kind of weird tonight.

They're up to something.

Well, of course they're up to something.

They're hustlers.

They're little b*tches.

What are you talking about?

Sir, I will repeat myself

only once.

What are you talking about?

If you're gonna be so rude

as to not give me an answer,

- I too can be rude.

- Please.

I don't know what you're

talking about or who you are.

Where's the money?

I don't know anything

about any money.

Yes, you do.

The money and the drugs

disappeared with the car.

Lucky for me,

the car has been found.

I'm one for three.

L... no no...

I repeat,

the car's here.

The drugs and the money are not.

L... l... I never...

I never had 'em.

Should I move to the knee?

I swear! I swear!

I didn't take anything.

Somebody gave me the car to get rid of.

- Who?

- A girl.

A stripper at that club.

Well, please tell me her name.

Her name?

Harmony.

Her name's Harmony.

Harmony?

You lying to me?

No. I swear.

I swear to God.

She gave me the car.

That wasn't

that hard now, was it?

He never checked in.

I don't know what's going on.

It's almost 1:
00 and he was

supposed to be here by 12:00.

Maybe he's still dealing

with the car. I don't...

F***. So?

What do you want to do,

go home?

I guess.

I asked you

to help me get rid of the car.

And if Garrett isn't reliable,

you should have told me that.

Cassie, the car is gone.

It wasn't in the lot.

That means he took it.

And that's another thing.

What kind of dumb sh*t

drives a stolen car

to where she works?

Okay.

What is the big deal?

Seriously. I feel like there's

more to this stolen car

- than what you're telling me.

- No, there isn't.

Then why are you so pissed?

Why am I pissed?

'Cause you drive me crazy.

'Cause I'm sick of you.

I'm sick of you being

two inches away from me

24 hours a day.

I am sick of your

stupid questions

and having to pretend

like I give a sh*t

about your stupid problems.

Cassie, don't even say that.

Why wouldn't I say it?

It's the truth.

You don't have anything else

in your life but me...

no goals, no dreams,

just this pathetic obsession

to make me happy all the time.

Presenting a new act at Tease.

Let's welcome Misty

to the center stage.

Oh great, Romeo stopped by.

"Sorry for being an a**hole."

What happened in Columbus, Cass?

It's like you came back

a completely different person

than the one I fell in love with.

When you started at the club

two years ago

you didn't know anyone.

- I was your only friend.

- Give it a rest.

I helped you with your bills

when you got sick.

I paid for our trip to Florida

all by myself.

I was even cool about you

letting Jack stay here

even though I know

he was the one

that stole my bracelet that one time.

I helped you.

Enough!

Yes...

you're a f***ing saint.

God is gonna come down

from Heaven

and pin some f***ing

angel wings on your back!

What can I get ya?

- Bottle of water, please.

- Here you go.

I'm looking for a dancer

named Harmony.

- Is she here?

- Nope. Gone already.

That'll be $5 for the water,

unless you'd like me to start a tab.

- Where does she live?

- She lives at 2525...

None of Your Freakin'

Business Lane.

I'd like to pay for the water.

- Why are you doing this?

- Because you're nothing, Jade.

You're gonna be a stripper

for the rest of your life

in some sh*t little club

falling in love

with some other woman

who treats you

just as shitty as I do.

Some other woman?

Are you leaving me?

I'm not like you.

You don't deserve

anything more than this.

I do.

I've waited

my whole life to be happy...

and nobody is going to take

that away from me.

You're right.

You're nothing like me.

Come in.

- Are you Howie the owner?

- That's right.

If you're here to complain

about the cover charge,

we don't give refunds

and I do not comp drinks.

I, um, apologize

for the interruption.

I need the address

of one of your dancers.

Yes, I'm sure that you do.

We don't give out

that information.

I think you can,

you're just not willing to.

Sir...

...as their employer,

if you tell me the name of the girl

that you're interested in,

I would be happy to tell you

when she's scheduled to work next.

But you need to understand

that we keep their

private information private

for their protection.

Now if they

want to be dumbasses

and give out their numbers

on their own,

then hey,

whatever happens happens, right?

Do you know

who Mr. Grayson is?

Yes, I've...

I've heard of him, yes.

How would you like me

to call him

and tell him that you

were uncooperative?

F***.

Who are you looking for?

Harmony.

And what did she do?

She took something

that didn't belong to her.

F***.

What did she take?

Something that didn't

belong to her.

I don't suppose

that it would be possible

for me to make restitution?

326 East Maple,

apartment 12.

That's the only address I have.

I know I'm probably

stating the obvious.

You should not

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