A big account & a little arson fire.'

David

'That's Keith's office the smoke is coming out from.'

The police quickly close off 40th Street as two fire engines pull up in front of their building. Tanya, John, Stacey and David cross the street to watch.

David

'If fire hits all that oil in Keith's hair... I'm gonna start singing dreidle, dreidle, dreidle 'cause there's gonna be a miraculous flame.'

They watch as the building empties onto Lexington Ave. Blythe sees the gang and runs over.

Blythe

'Isn't this awful?  Oh, John, I saved what you were working on under 'fire'.

David

"Classic.'

Bernie Swartz and his wife cross the street and get into a limo.

John

"I forget. What does Mrs Swartz do?'

David

'She's the Vice President of Shopping.'

Blythe

'Bernie wants me to tell everyone he knows no one was hurt in this fire.'

John to David

'See. He cares.'

Blythe

'...and that he has lawyers on retention and he can out-last any lawsuit.'

David to John

'We have an old Hebrew saying son: Well duh!'

Fernando, Bernie's right hand man, crosses the street to Blythe.  

It was contained to that back area by the bathrooms and lobby area.

David

'Not that awesome blue and orange lobby...go METS.'

Fernando

'Watch yourself. Cindy's girlfriend...wife decorated the office.'

John

'She's Gay. It's o.k. I'm just surprised. I like her.'

David

'Cowboy boots. Big laugh backslapping...'

John

'I don't label. I'm not into it.'

Fernando

'It's just a little arson fire. Anyway. No work tomorrow and Monday. '

Blythe

"I'll start calling people and have them call people.'

Stacey to Blythe

''Tanya and I will be doing the focus group at Hoffmann tomorrow. We Fed Ex'd the material yesterday....thank God.''
David

'What are you looking at..'

John is looking at his phone.

'Tide is high tomorrow at noon and there will be a west wind...around 80 degrees.'

David

"God. Surfers are deep.'