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[orangetoughguy]

"Motherfucker, I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys."

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[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Hey.

You okay?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

[There's no way Pink would ask if he's okay if it weren't serious sort of business. Orange has an idea what this is about but he won't presume.]

Yeah. I'm cool. You?

[As if Pink has a reason to be paranoid of Blonde. Oh wait he doesn't need reasons.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Pink has been hiding, and he's not gonna say anything outright]

Yeah, spent a few weeks without checking shit, you know?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

Why?

[Like Freddy wasn't going to ask.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Because I don't like the idea of getting shot because someone is a fucking psychopath.

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

He threaten you?

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

No.

[Pause]

I wanted to sit it out and wait a while. See how he was.

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

You gotta talk to him to figure that part out or fuckin' stalk him, man.

[Yes he's downplaying his own paranoia.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

You talk to him yet?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

No. White has.

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Quiet]

What's White got to say?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

He's outta the diner. That's what he said.

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

That doesn't exactly pinpoint shit.

[P A U S E]

Does he know bout the diamonds?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

No. If he's outta the diner why should he?

[It will just blow his mind to know the future, right?? Orange has no desire to give Blonde a thing.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I'm just making sure. I don't want to say any shit that-

Anyway.

Fuck. So he doesn't know about the fucking disaster that happened. I can fucking deal with that.

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

I don't know. I get that idea but I said I ain't talked to him.

[Freddy kind of sort of just doesn't want to.] Better than blowin' it up for him.

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

He know we're here? White say anything about us?

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

Why? Do you think you can fuckin' hide from him?

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Because I want to get all my fucking ducks a in row.

[Huff.]

If he fucking knows I'm here then I gotta be smart about it.

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

What's smart in your book?

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Consider everything need to know.

We're keeping our collective mouths shut, right? As far as he knows I never left that fucking diner.

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

Double that.

[It's White's story too, they gotta stick with it unless Blonde figures out otherwise.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Sure. Okay. Yeah.

This will work better if we all say the same shit. That means you lock up your share.

[Pink's cat is back to guarding the box]

[phone]

[orangetoughguy]

What do you think I am? A pimp?

[He doesn't wear his wealth on his sleeve at all. Fff.]

[phone]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Women would never flock to you enough. White, maybe.

[Just his opinion, dude]

I'm just covering all the shit okay? Don't take it personally. I'm even thinking of getting a shit-ass job to cover rent.