The Ledge Page #2

- I play piano,

but we don't have one right now,

so I'm actually learning guitar.

- Cool.

Well, start when you want.

- Really?

- Hey, it's not my hotel.

What do I care?

- Thank you.

- So I see this very pretty girl

comin' out of 213.

- Yeah. Shana.

Married.

- Right, Shana.

How'd you know that?

- Little early for whiskey,

don't you think?

- It's Saturday.

- Yeah.

- I've spoken with her

a couple times in the hallway.

They just moved in.

- Anyhow, I see her

saying good-bye to the guy,

the husband.

- Yeah?

- Next thing I know,

she's on the bus.

Then she's at the hotel,

wanting a job.

- I suppose you think that's all

just coincidence, right?

- Well, yeah, Chris.

Why else would I be telling you?

What else would it be?

- Why can't you just accept

that things have meaning, Gavin?

-Meaning.

What possible meaning

could that have?

- Connections.

Destiny.

- She's married.

Where's the destiny in that?

- Why do you always

have to be so rational?

- Why is it wrong

to be rational?

- Okay, we're gonna get

into a fight.

- So how was your week?

- Full of light.

- F*** off.

Both:

Hi.

- Hey.

- My wife tells me

you're her new boss.

- Yeah.

Well, sort of.

- I'm Joe Harris.

How's it goin'?

- Gavin.

This is Chris.

- Hey. Hi.

- Hi.

Both:

Hi.

- How are you, Shana?

- I'm good, thank you.

- You guys want to come in

for a beer, sandwich?

- Uh, no, thank you.

Actually, we wanted

to invite you guys

over for dinner

some night.

- Great.

Any night but Fridays.

- How about Wednesday?

- Good.

- Sure. Why not?

Can you email directions?

- 7:
00?

- Fine.

Lookin' forward to it.

- Great.

- Bye.

Front desk:
Landon.

How's it goin', Landon?

- Fine, sir.

- The geniuses at head office

want to get rid of him,

project a younger image.

I tell 'em

he goes, I go.

Reservations:
Selena,

the most inhospitable

reservationist

in the hospitality industry.

Probably responsible for 50%

of the empty rooms in the hotel.

Right, Selena?

- Hi, Papi.

- Don't call me Papi.

Head of security.

We all feel much safer

knowing he's asleep in here.

So I don't have any room service

slots available yet,

but you can do

some housekeeping shifts,

and then I'll switch you over.

I'll assign you your own floor.

That way, I can tell

from the complaints

if it's you

who's screwing things up.

Consuela, this is Shana.

- Hi.

- Show her how to do

a housekeeping shift, okay?

- Sure.

- Show a little respect.

I'll see you later.

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Hi, guys.

Come on in.

- Thanks.

How's it goin'?

- Good. How are you?

- Gavin.

- Hey.

- Chris, how are you?

- Hi.

This is lovely.

- Thank you.

- Here.

- Oh, thank you.

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