*cell phone rings - U2X86 jingle plays*
Diedre: *gargle-snort* "mmm-ello?"
D: "Who?"
D: "Oh."
D: "Thursday? No, pretty sure Saturday was wot me said. N'only do us ladies get in fer free, us ladies get to drink for free."
D: "I'm pretty sure I said Saturday Night."
D: "Look, I'm sorry."
D: "See? No one else is there. I said Saturday."
D: "I c'n imagin' it's awkwerd."
D: "No, I ain’t got a Danny why she'd be there."
D: "Well, it aint my problem is it?"
D: "Uh-huh." *Y-AWN*
D: "I'll see you in the morning, LT. Don't get yerself too worked out."
D: "Look I gotta go."
D: "Well have some drinks then. You sound like you need them."
D: "Then tell her you're still on duty."
D: "Look, its, what, Midnight? Some of us cant party all night."
D: "Give it a rest or call Liz if'n y'need to dispose of the body."
D: "Well she eats people, roit?"
D: "Then don't let it get cold."
D: "Next time call a therapist if'n ya want help."
D: "Yessir."
*be-doop*
D: *ZZXXZzxxxxxZxcggfhhjmmmm*