Saturday, 11:00 pm, Mercer Kitchen:
Mr Pinstripes: "Well you know what they're saying don't you. Shanghai, Mumbai, Dubai, or Bye Bye."
Sunday, 7 pm, post-another afternoon of damage at the cross streets of West Broadway and Grand:
J: 9 bottles of Rose. 3 bottles of champagne. Remind me again what we were celebrating?
Girl: That we creamed Germany in the Euro Cup. Viva Espana!!
J: You do realize, my dear, that we were only six people.
Sunday, 9:30 pm, back at my place
J: Aww please don't cry.
Girl: I can't help it, I'm going to miss you.
J: Me too. But seriously, please don't cry. Your doormen are going to think I beat you or something.
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