Allegra: Luthor? Yeah, why?
Luthor: It’s Xane, actually.
Luthor (Xane): How would you feel about producing the next Black Halo album?
Fuck, yeah! Wait…
Allegra: Is this a joke? If it is, it’s in poor taste.
Allegra: Months of not acknowledging me, but now you want me to produce your album?
Allegra: What gives?
Luthor (Xane): It’s not a joke.
Luthor (Xane): I’m sorry. Difficult situation.
Luthor (Xane) Will you?
Allegra: Are you still screwing my man?
Luthor (Xane): Jeezus, woman. Do we have to do this now?
Luthor (Xane): I’m trying to put you in the same damn place. Are you on board with that or not?
Luthor (Xane): Or should I forget this idea and contact a different producer?
Luthor (Xane): One who’ll give me less shit.
Allegra: Is this coming from you, or the band?
Allegra: Did Spook agree?
Allegra: Does he want me there?
Luthor (Xane): Yes, sort of.
Luthor (Xane): He misses you. But he’s too dumb and screwed up to do anything about it.
Luthor (Xane): Rest of band totally onboard with you producing.
Luthor (Xane): We had a vote and everything.
Allegra: Bollocks you did.
Allegra: Do any of them know about this?
Allegra: Does Spook?
Luthor (Xane): …
Luthor (Xane): He doesn’t yet. Rest of BH, of course.
Allegra: Shit!
Allegra: Are you going to tell him?
Luthor (Xane): Is that a yes to the job?