Saturday Church Page #2

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Girl, he gave me

almost a 1000 dollars.

- Hey, Marshall.

- Hey, good evening, ladies.

What's up, Marshall, why you

haven't called me yet, babe?

I'm still waiting.

Hello, beautiful ladies,

are you having a nice evening?

- It's going alright.

- Good.

Hey, Ma, what's

on the menu for tonight?

Oh, tonight we've got

chicken, carrots and fries.

Chick... Did you say chicken?

Didn't we have

chicken last week?

No, baby, we had meatloaf

last week.

Oh, sh*t.

And that sh*t was

bangin' though.

My bad.

- We have someone new?

- Yeah, but he's with me.

No, Miss Ebony,

you know the rules.

- Are you helpin' out tonight?

- Yes, ma'am.

Bless your heart, Miss Bev

is gonna need some help

setting up the tables

before dinner, okay?

- Okay.

- Good.

Ulysses, let me

know when you're done.

Hi, hon. I'm Joan.

- Ulysses.

- Ulysses, welcome.

We're gonna need you

to fill out some paperwork

before you can come in, okay?

Oh honey, it's completely

anonymous, I promise.

Alright.

Hon...

God damn!

Love that!

Boy, give me your cookies then.

Please.

Ulysses.

Did you get in okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Smoking blunts with my c*nts

You all in the club like

You wanna join them?

Nah, I'm okay.

So, I'm thinking that

I wanna upgrade my look.

It's time for growth.

Girl listen, I wanna give you

Manhattan business woman,

1980s, the whole nine.

I want shoulder pads,

I want a pencil skirt.

No, no, no, that's too much.

That's gonna be tired,

don't do it.

Wow!

Don't step on my creativity.

You're fierce.

What do you think, babe?

Do you like that look?

Very sensible, but like,

sexy at the same time?

Um...

Like Melanie Griffith

from Working Girls.

I like it, yeah.

Yeah?

- See?

- Please, what he know?

Oh, don't mind them,

they're all banshee-ass queens.

Excuse me, watch your mouth,

I ain't banshee.

Honey, honey,

look at these hoops, though.

Girl, my client bought

them at Zales, baby.

So, um, are you

living in the streets?

No, I live with my mother.

Uh, do you guys live

with your parents?

Um...

My mom kicked me out,

like, a very long time ago.

Like, this?

It don't fly down south.

Mm-hmm, ain't that the T?

Listen, none of us

live with our parents.

I live by myself.

Yeah, I stayed at Martha's

for a while,

but I'd rather sleep on

the streets than that sh*t.

Kids be getting

bed bugs and sh*t.

It's like,

it's really disgusting.

Yo, I got my purse

stolen from there,

the Chanel one.

Girl.

Alright,

I'm gonna go get seconds.

Do you want anything, Ulysses?

I'm fine, thanks.

Yo, can you get me some chicken?

Get it your damn self.

- Will you knock it off?

- Where were you last night?

- I was looking for work.

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