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No, not at all. That was

too fun to watch. No?

Now, I know what happens

when a guy who can define

a credit default swap

starts slinging dope.

Mmm.

It's pretty impressive.

All in the game, yo.

- Hey!

- O-M-F-G!

Layla.

Hey, George.

Hi.

Mmm. My goodness, you've grown.

All right, all right.

You're still throwing

the best parties in New York.

Congratulations.

Thank you. Look at you.

You're all grown up.

Yeah, it happens.

What are you drinking? I'll

get you something special.

Please. Clear the f***ing bar.

Don't roofie my sister.

Are you kidding me? She's like

my little baby sister, this one.

Gross.

Hey, John, you'll have a drink.

Thank you.

Have a drink.

But tell me, what is

your dad gonna do

now that everyone's

calling him a fraud?

Same thing that I did when this town

called me a fraud. He's gonna leave.

He's not that much

of an a**hole.

You know Dad gets dizzy crossing

the George Washington Bridge.

He's not going anywhere. He's a

genius, your dad. He's a genius.

You would think that. Your pop's

like Charlie Sheen with a PhD.

Oh, sh*t!

Sh*t.

This is bad.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Jess, hey.

I've got nothing to say to you.

Oh... I'll do

the talking then.

Listen. Great, I'll

be doing the leaving.

Jessie.

Jessie, wait. Jessie!

Sorry. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Coming through, sorry.

Hey. Hey.

God, would you stop

following me?

Just give me a break.

Give you a break?

For what? Leaving?

Or for writing

that f***ing story?

You know, my parents didn't

talk for months after that.

Hey, you guys-

You have to be really careful

what you say around this guy,

because you never know what's

gonna end up in print.

A**hole.

Jessie.

Jess!

Hey!

What do you want?

Don't you think we should talk?

Now?

We could go somewhere else.

Wow, you are unbelievable.

That's a big ring.

You didn't get the invite?

The invite?

I invited you to hurt you.

There you go again, love. Chatting

with good-looking strangers.

Uh, Victor, this is Fenton.

The infamous.

Don't you live in California?

Yeah, I'm back.

For us'?

No.

Yeah.

No sh*t.

How thoughtful.

Promise to write

nice things about it.

Uh...

I've never written a bad word

about a church in my life.

How about a gallery?

The wedding is at our gallery.

Yeah...

Yeah. Right.

That was on the invite.

Sweetie, we need to go. I promised

Matthew and Bjork we'd stop by.

Maybe I'll stop by, too.

To the gallery, I mean.

Check out some art.

Well, if you're serious about contemporary

art, please, come by anytime.

Yeah, no, I'm serious about it.

About contemporary art.

I love it.

Definitely stop by.

Right.

Uh, well, it has to be

before Saturday.

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