Not over the skirt. How you got the skirt.
That’s not your concern anymore.
You’re breaking up with me? Over a skirt? Really?
So you went back to being a fucking klepto because I wasn’t around?
It’s none of your business.
I thought you were done with this shit.
I thought you were going to be in New York.
Don’t fuck around.
There’s no fucking going on here. You know that.
So’s what you’re doing.
I’m sorry Dad, what was that?
Yupp. Got nothing better to do.