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….