neal’s conveniently located walk-up apartment, spice district, 8:48pm
neal: (sighs heavily) and this is shawn.
shawn smiles broadly and turns to mitzi
shawn: (smiles) mitzÍ ….mitzi, mitziste, mitzÍo, mitzimos mitzieron
mitzi slowly nods in acknowledgement. she turns to neal with a confused expression
mitzi: (quietly) i..i don’t know how to respond to someone who just conjugated my name…but hello…
neal: (through his teeth) i am so sorry. you see what i mean about hating my roommates friends
a nervous marz emerges from his room, fully dressed….
neal: (mumbles) speaking of which….