B: you made me come to this mess!!
J: i know, i am sorry. I dont get it either. it sounded fun when he told me about it.
B: You made me come to this mess and I have to sit next to this woman. and what is wrong with the baby, she wont stop crying. Like she doesnt know her own mother.
J: maybe she just knows fashion
B: shut up, dont make me laugh – I am still mad at you, I got dressed for this mess.
J: I apologized to Solange.
B: really?!? How about I call her.
J: look. I’m just saying.
B: Sasquatch,Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness, goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience…
J: Baby please.