Oh, a ‘lazy fuck’. There’s an accomplishment. Kudos to you. I’m sure you’ll make it so far in this industry.
Oh, wow! Would you look at that. You’re starting something already. Nooo, no kudos to me. Kudos to you, Roxie.
Ha, well that’s a good way to put it. And I guess that makes us the lucky ones?
How’ve you been though, Ryan?
No. It makes us something that completely differs from “lucky”, I’ve been in deep deep misery these past few days.
But behind all that, I can say that I’m alright. You?
If you ‘don’t want to do anything about it’ than you shouldn’t be complaining about the silence in the first place. Do you hear the words you’re saying before they come out of your mouth? Because they really aren’t making much sense and you’ve managed to completely contradict yourself in the span of this rather short conversation.
Why would I? I have no one around me to impress. I could speak non sense if I wanted to. And if you didn’t quite grasp what I was saying, it’s short for “I’m a lazy fuck and New York shouldn’t be this quiet” because it is in fact never naturally like this.