Interlude... The Set Up

*resteraunt background noise* [waiter] Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations? [Foxy] Yeah, two for Brown [waiter] Right this way [man] Reservations? [Foxy] Ahahahah *piano keys, crowd background* [Foxy] Baby [man] Yo whattup? [Foxy] We need to talk [man] Talk about what? [Foxy] I'm stressed the fuck out [man] What are you stressed out about? [Foxy] This relationship... this relationship! [man] What? [Foxy] This shit ain't goin right [man] You fuckin crazy? [waiter] Excuse me, excuse me [Foxy] Calm down, you always make shit [man] Yo what I told you about that shit? [waiter] Miss Brown? [Foxy] Nigga you always... yes? [waiter] You have a courtesy call at the desk [Foxy] Hold on baby *Foxy gets up* [Foxy] If I could take this back, I would [man] Yeah yeah, whatever man, fuck you and your tits babe fuhreal If I can play again I will I should, go on back and play more, fuck that Probably thinks that she's taken though Yo motherfucker, we ain't come to talk, you bitch [Firm] Yeah motherfucker The Firm nigga [man] Fuck y'all talkin about man? [Firm] Firm motherfucker [man] Y'all know who the fuck I am? Y'all know who the fuck I am? [Firm] The Firm nigga, The Firm... the Firm nigga [nan] Y'all fuckin crazy? *two shots fired*