Ray Summers:
[nodding toward Mason and Daisy]
So what's that about?
George:
Probably you.
Ray Summers:
I find your friend Daisy painfully attractive.
George:
Take a number.
Ray Summers:
How do you know her?
George:
That's none of your fuckin' business.
Ray Summers:
You're an angry little thing, aren't ya?
George:
[raising dart towards Ray's eye]
You call me a little thing again and I'll put this fuckin' dart right between your twinkling eyes.
Ray Summers:
'Nother tequila?
George:
Please... so, you the love 'em and leave 'em type?
Ray Summers:
I've done that.
George:
[eye roll]
What is up with that?
Ray Summers:
What's the matter, George? A boy not nice to you?
George:
No, I'm good.
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