Is that smoke coming from our office windows?

David sits next to John on the steps to the building at Park and 40th.

David

'Lunch time. My second favorite time of the day. Nothing spoils it.'

Stacey

'Hello. The gang's here.'

David

'Almost nothing.'

Stacey to David.

'What?''

David

'What?'

Stacey

'Gawd.'

David to John

'Did you know on Long Island God spelled backwards is dwag'

John laughs

'I am one of those people who are not surprised that God spelled backwards is dog. Dogs love you unconditionally..'

David

'..and they view the outdoors as one big toilet...I can relate.'

Stacey

'Classy. Very classy David.'

Tanya comes up with her lunch.

'Hey guys.  David is being classy?'

David

'Excuse me. I have class up the ass. Besides, a lot of high class people got there by destroying and exploiting people.'

Stacey

'Oh David. There's jerks on the left too.'

David

'Well Herb just got robbed of his livlihood. And he's middle-aged. You know no one is going to hire him.'

Stacey

'I feel bad for him too. But all accounts come from somewhere...and someone.''

Tanya

'He looked so depressed when he was walking out.'

David

'Being escorted out with a guard after 15 years

John

'That's whhy I'm so insecure.'

David

'You are a hug hog. You set things up so you get all the hugs in life.'

Stacey

'Oh does somebody need a hug.'

David opens his mouth filled with food towards Stacey.

Tanya laughing

"You guys are sick.'

John

'Things are going well. I'm going to try not to worry so much.' He glances behind him at David.

John Points down 40th Street

' David. Is that smoke coming from our office windows?'