vintage DP scene 1

It's next week. Are you leaving already? See you later.

Cintia, wait a minute. - Yeah? - Yeah.

This week we have to have dinner together one night. - Why is that?

We need to talk about your work, okay?

You want to seduce me? I'm not trying to pick up.

I want to be serious, no nerves. - Is that so?

All right, I'll do my best. Let's hope it's true. - Of course I do.

Well, I'll try. - Tomorrow you check your schedule and tell me when you can.

All right, I'll tell him tomorrow. - Good afternoon. Go well.

You'd have to type up my report. - Right away.

Do I need it tomorrow?

Do you think you'll have it by tomorrow, that report?

Congratulations, you're an excellent worker. - Thank you, very kind.

Well, see you tomorrow. - Goodbye, Mr. Parrot.

At last.

My darling.

I don't like you. - Listen to me, I'll tell you.

That's how I like it.

Let's go.

But what is this?

Oh, boy!

Is that how they work?

We were doing the omen on the way.

You know you have to type that report, right?

I'm almost done. - Don't tell me.

I've done half of it.

He thinks I'm an asshole, man.

It's me who pays you overtime, okay?

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