The Darkness Within2009

Chad Morgan:
Hi.

Woman in Bar:
Hi.

Chad Morgan:
Anything good? I mean your... you know, your book. Any good?

Woman in Bar:
Yeah, it's um, chick-lit.

Chad Morgan:
Ah, right. Let me guess, trashy romance junk written by some woman with a name like "Scarlet Rose"? Bunch of overly descriptive sex stuff in it, maybe a Fabio-looking dude half naked on the cover?

Woman in Bar:
Yeah, something like that.

Chad Morgan:
I figured. So what are you drinking?

Woman in Bar:
It's a bay breeze.

Chad Morgan:
Bay breeze. I bet that's the perfect drink to go with that book.

Woman in Bar:
Yeah. I'm sorry, I apologize, I'm just um... I'm just trying to finish this chapter here and I keep losing my spot.

Chad Morgan:
Oh yeah , sorry.

Woman in Bar:
Don't worry about it.

Chad Morgan:
Because, I mean, I was only asking 'cause I wanted to know if I could buy you another one of those. So...

Woman in Bar:
You know what, I was actually just heading out.

Chad Morgan:
Have a good night.