A Kiss for Jed Wood

Mike:
Look Ray, we should get out of here. I know a place where two old farts can meet women who'll be impressed with our lies about how good we used to be.

Orla:
This is brilliant. Tinted windows and all. And is this Jed's seat? Is this his ass groooove?

Carter:
So the jungle drums were beating loudly last night at the hot spot of the week; this place the Coyote. It's a purveyor of Nouvelle Road Kill and bad Margaritas.

Rambit:
She's famous? As well as impolite?

Ray:
It's her fifteen minutes. We're fourteen minutes in.

Orla:
Aye. Later me bollix!