[ Voice ]
[ He is obviously irritated. And maybe marginally drunk. ]
John's run off. Boss is gone. Michael's nowhere to be found. This was supposed to be a fuckin' fun time. Away from the bullshit.
[ The repetitive thump of his fingers on the table. ]
...I ain't watchin' the damn weasel if Michael doesn't show up.
[ A pause and an exhale, as he takes a drag off a cigarette. The clink of ice in a glass followed by the sound of it being set down. ]
Zelda's been fuckin' silent, too. And that Wolfgang bastard.
[ Another long silence. ]
...Fuck it.
[ A fumbling sound, wrong buttons being pressed, more curses and beeps until he finds the button to turn the thing off. ]
John's run off. Boss is gone. Michael's nowhere to be found. This was supposed to be a fuckin' fun time. Away from the bullshit.
[ The repetitive thump of his fingers on the table. ]
...I ain't watchin' the damn weasel if Michael doesn't show up.
[ A pause and an exhale, as he takes a drag off a cigarette. The clink of ice in a glass followed by the sound of it being set down. ]
Zelda's been fuckin' silent, too. And that Wolfgang bastard.
[ Another long silence. ]
...Fuck it.
[ A fumbling sound, wrong buttons being pressed, more curses and beeps until he finds the button to turn the thing off. ]