Wrong Side Of Town Page #2

I need you to watch

the joint while I'm gone.

You think you can

handle that?

Yeah, man, you know you can

count on your little bro.

Go handle your sh*t.

And no screwing around,

you hear me?

This is a business.

It is not your own

personal dating service.

Keep your hands

off the customers.

I got you.

Hands off the customers.

I got you.

I can't help it

if I'm a young man

with a lot of testosterone.

Have a little faith, okay?

I got this.

Whatever.

I love you, you idiot.

I love you.

I know.

I just need to know

I can count on you.

You can.

Good.

I'll see you in an hour.

See you in an hour.

Yeah.

What do you think, huh?

This place is not too shabby.

It has everything.

Oh, yeah, drunks,

loudmouths and a**holes.

What more could

you ask for?

Come on, you're like

an old fart.

You're still young.

Have some fun.

Believe me,

once we had our daughter,

a night without being

puked on

or changing diapers

is a good night.

Babies puke on you?

Oh, yeah.

You're gonna love

changing diapers.

I didn't think

about that.

Are you okay?

Oh, God.

I'm fine.

That sushi did a number

on my stomach.

Oh, well,

I'll see you

back at the table.

Okay.

- Oh, sorry.

- Oh, my bad.

Damn, girl, you are

the most beautiful woman

I have ever seen,

and I've seen some honeys

up in here, let me tell you.

Oh, thank you.

I'm Ethan.

I own this club.

It's nice to meet you,

Ethan.

I just met someone upstairs

named Seth.

He says that he owns

the Mayan.

Yeah, well,

that's my brother.

We own it together.

I let him

handle the food

and I take care of

all the hospitality.

Well, it's nice

meeting you, Ethan.

Hey, baby, where are you going?

You're in my club,

so I know you're looking

to have a good time.

How about you come

check out my office?

Actually, I can't.

I have to get back

to my husband.

Hey, baby, come on.

I'm just trying to be friendly.

Come on.

You like to slide

the ropes?

- What?

- I got some great sh*t.

What? No,

I don't do drugs.

Baby, come on.

F***ing a**hole!

I like it rough,

the aggressive ones.

Get off.

Argh!

Come on, b*tch.

Come on.

Where's Dawn?

I don't know. She left the ladies' room

before I did.

She should have been back

by now.

Come on, baby.

- Get the f*** off me!

- Come on, b*tch.

No!

F***ing get off!

Dawn.

Dawn, are you in here?

No no no!

No!

F***ing get off!

What the f***?

Oh my God.

You're f***ing dead,

you motherf***er.

Bobby, look out!

Get up, motherf***er.

Come on, a**hole.

Oh my God.

Oh, sh*t.

We have a big problem.

He had it coming.

No, you don't

understand, Bobby.

That's Ethan.

That's Seth's brother.

This is not good.

This is not good.

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