Cheryl: I can't thank you all enough for coming out to our lil' Rebecca's second birthday, especially after all the turmoil and chaos of Gary and I separating. i>Tearing up I know, I know today is a day for celebration so let's start th
Gary enters and SLAMS the door shut behind him, sweating profusely with the musk of a man who's had a few too many after-work shots with the boys.
Gary: (slurring) Where's MY little girl?
Cheryl: Jesus Gary, not now! You can't just barge into my house anymore.
Gary: Your house? That's funny! YOUR house? MY HOUSE saddlebags! And Becca's MY girl too so I have every right to be here for her birthday.
Cheryl: Let's just try and be civil for once. Please.
Gary: Is this chump in the black and white camo your new boy toy? Your new pet holding my goddamn daughter as she wears the pink outfit I bought for her! How many times did you ride him on my La-Z-Boy, Cheryl? How many times?!?
Cheryl: You're drunk Gary. Seek help.
Gary: Just answer me one question. Does he f*ck you as softly as I do?
Cheryl: That's your brother Richard, he's here for the birthday party Gary.
Gary: Jesus you really are a dirty slut. Well I have a present for YOU Cheryl.
Motions towards door Come in Candi, the party's just getting started.
Candi enters causing everyone to shift uncomfortably in their seats
Cheryl: She looks like a prostitute.
Gary: Wrong again Cheryl! She's a hooker. Now who wants to do a shot? I'm going to do a shot. Shots?
Richard goes to stand up
Cheryl: Sit down Richard. We're about to sing Happy Birthday to Becca. We'd all appreciate it if the both of you just left.
Gary: Then two shots for my baby girl on her birthday it is! Turn around Candi.
Gary grabs her from behind, bends her over and pours a nip of vodka onto the small of her back