“So where are we going?” Avery asked in an inquisitive tone. “Well.. we could go to McArthur Center.. Did you want to have a few drinks and hang out? I mean, I do owe you for rescuing me from mr. boring himself.” Mel said. “You mentioned something about oxy on the phone.. Do you have any?” Avery probed further. “Yeah.. This limo has it all.. Pills booze.. the ones that mix well of course. We don’t need an Er drama in the Gibson family” Mel said, sarcastically

“Want to stay warm in here and get drunk and high?” Avery suggested. “Sounds fine by me..but we need somewhere to go.. so that Miguel isn’t combing the streets of Manhattan” Mel quipped. “Hampton’s ok for you?” Avery suggested. “Hampton’s it is” Melanie Agrees.

Melanie slides forward and rolls down the partition.. “Miguel sweetie.. my friend and I would like to go to the Hampton’s” She declares in a soft, decisive tone. “Yes ma’am.” Were Miguel’s only words.

Melanie returns and begins serving some Croc and Raspberry soda. She hands Avery a glass.