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(funky beat)

(upbeat hip hop music)

* Radio *

* She says she wanna go to motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That cause she say it ain't no town *

* In the world that can sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane *

* Can't slow down *

* Come and visit motown *

* City of the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *

* I need a Diana who gone come and sing the tunes *

* Or I could it up Sada if I need to bust a move *

* Yeah baby I'm from Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world that can sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane can't slow down *

- Oh shit.

- That's right.

- Oh shit. - Ride that shit baby.

(moaning)

You're pretty ass.

I love your pretty ass.

(moaning)

I do love that ass, oh shit.

(phone vibrating)

What the fuck is you doing?

- It could be an emergency.

- The fuck?

(phone chime)

You gotta be kidding me.

(phone chime)

- Oh shit.

- Is you mother fucking serious right now.

(phone chime)

- Oh my god,

- This shit is dead.

(phone chiming)

- You still mad at me baby?

Let me make it up to you.

- I might enjoy this.

Oh shit.

- Happy anniversary baby.

- You remember our anniversary?

- Of course I did.

- See you just scare.

- Scaring you.

- Yes, scaring me.

As in the calm before the storm.

- Why can't it just be a husband

doing something nice for his wife?

Jeez.

- Because I know my husband Brick.

And you definitely up to something.

- Actually I am.

- I knew it. See, I knew it.

- Planned us something special for our anniversary.

- No, you did not.

- Look at your face. Yeah I did.

- I don't know whether to be scared, shocked, or happy.

Shit, all three.

- You just need something sexy to wear, nothing else.

- Well, I'm sure I can find me something with this.

- You sure it won't be hard.

You look sexy in anything you wear.

- Well see now

I remember why I married you in the first place,

but gotta go get my hair done

and I hate to leave you hanging,

but I need you to hold down the bar

by yourself for a few days.

I've been neglecting the spa since we opened.

- It's cool. It's cool.

I got the bar.

I don't want you neglecting the spa anyway.

You worked your off on that place.

- It's true. I did.

And even, oh,

I hate to leave you alone at the bar by yourself.

For that long,

Cause Lord knows you going up in a world of trouble.

- No, you really need to work on your insecurity issues.

- And you really need to work on your lying issues.

But I love you. Be good.

Have a good day.

I'll call you later.

- All right. Love you.

(foot steps fading)

(car horns honking)

- Girl. I don't know what I would do without you.

- You need me to make a list.

- No, seriously.

You wear like a God sent to the spa.

I did not realize how much time the club was gonna take.

- I'm just glad I could be at some help.

You know I love you.

I love our customers

and it don't hurt how well you keep me paid.

Okay.

- Well there's no amount of money that can repay you for all

you do here, Paris.

- But that's the case.

I need a raise.

- I can work on that. That's fair.

(phone chimes)

Oh girl. It's after four o'clock.

I gotta get outta here.

- What?

- Well I gotta go buy the mall

and pick up this dress that I ordered online for tonight.

- Dress where we going?

- First of all,

there's no we and I don't even know where I'm going.

Brick planned a special little surprise anniversary thing.

- I suggest you be on point.

Ain't no tellin' what Brick got planned.

- What you know heifer?

- I don't know nothing. I promise it's your anniversary.

You've gotta come in heat. Right.

Look, I'm just glad y'all two working everything out.

You know I love y'all two together.

Y'all like my favorite power couple.

It's giving Hope and B, but like the hood version, you know?

- No, it's giving. You tried it.

(Paris laughs) I don't know about all that.

We have our ups and downs just like any other couple.

But lately it's been way more downs than that.

- No, that's just a season for anyone to pass.

Trust me.

- Yeah. I'm ready for that season to be over.

Like I can't even remember the last time we made love.

Last couple times been in Brick's office

bent over just a quickie.

- That don't sound too bad to me, friend.

- Well it sounds bad when you used to

passionate love making.

- [Paris] Yeah.

- I mean he don't even look at me the same.

Sometimes I be wondering if my husband

even still attracted to me.

- Girl, are you crazy?

Look at you.

You smart. You pretty, you paid.

You the whole damn package.

How could he not?

- Okay, well why did he cheat then?

- Because men are foolish and selfish.

Listen,

a man can literally have 99% of what he need at home.

Still go out on the streets looking for that 1%.

That make him flawed, not you.

Okay,

- Come on Oprah. - Okay.

Let me find out.

I need to get you a podcast or something.

- Yes. And do.

- No, but you need me to help you lock up.

- Girl. Bye.

Get outta here.

You know you still gotta go pick up your dress

and you probably wanna stop at the club for a little minute.

- Yeah,

I told him I'm not stopping at the club for a few days.

I thought I do need to go pop up on his ass.

I guess if I want my marriage to work.

I gotta start trusting him. Huh?

- Yeah, I agree.

Go get sexy for your man, girl.

- All right boo.

I'll see you later.

- Bye - Bye.

- Oh shit.

(door bell rings)

(annoyed groaning)

What's up with you?

- Shit, you know I can't call it.

Look like you had a long night though.

- There's some shit down at the club I need to handle.

- It sounds serious.

- Yeah, nothing I can't handle for real.

- All right, well shit, speaking of the club,

how that one shit looking?

- Fucking beautiful nigga.

- That good, huh?

- What'chu should call 30,000 in one night.

- Damn.

Yeah, that shit sound beautiful to me.

- Exactly.

And we got a couple parties coming up.

- Bet.

- Should have to re-up in the next couple days.

- Is that gonna be a problem?

- Shit, I hope not.

My plug usually need a heads up on large orders.

So, we gonna see.

- Well, all you gotta do is let me know, man.

Shit, I call my people up.

You know you ain't the only one with a plug

around here my nigga.

- Yeah well,

you know I don't like really dealing with no niggas dog.

- Come on thug, he ain't no nigga to you.

He ain't new to me.

Been dealing with dog for years nigga.

- You thoroughly checked that nigga out.

- Of course I did.

Look bro, I got just as much to lose as you.

(Brick groans)

(door bell rings)

- Oh shit, that must be my jeweler.

- That's how you doing it now?

You got a jeweler pulling up to the crib and shit.

- Man. You'll be surprised the strings money can pull.

- I bet.

- Johnny, my man.

- Brick. How's my favorite customer?

- All is well, all is well.

Right this way.

This is my nigga Malik, Malik this's Johnny.

One of the top jewelers in the city.

- All right. What up though?

- Nice to meet you.

- All right Johnny, you see what you got for me?

Oohe.

Oh yeah.

Oh this is nice.

- Imported straight from Brazil.

Best quality diamond money could buy.

- Think Tiffany gonna like this.

- Hell yeah.

I see 20 carats a reason why she would nigga.

- 30.

- 30?

- This why I fuck with you

Johnny. - Damn

- Glad you pleased.

So when you giving it to Tiffany?

- At our surprise anniversary party.

- Surprise anniversary?

- Yeah.

That necklace.

Tiffany better be a very lucky woman.

Or you trying to get out that dog house man.

- Little of both. I ain't gonna lie.

- Trust me, it get better with time.

But as always,

it was nice doing good business with you Brick.

- I know. I appreciate it.

Hold on, Johnny.

- Oh, come on man. - What's that?

- This old thing. I got it last week.

It's from my new diamond collection called King.

- Oh hold on.

Oh me and Tiffany might have to talk about upgrading our

wedding ring.

- Just let me know when you're ready.

- Oh you that's nice.

- You know I'll get y'all together. You know it.

- All right. Let me go grab this chicken for you dog.

- Yo. You ever need a jeweler gimme call?

- Okay, for sure.

- All right. Here you go Johnny.

Threw a little extra in here for your troubles, man.

- Troubles come on.

You know Tiffany's one of my favorite customers.

Just let me know how she like the necklace.

- Man. You know her spoiled ass.

I'm sure she gonna love it.

I'll walk you out.

- Let's go.

(Johnny clears his throat)

- All right, Johnny.

Be careful dog. - I'll see ya.

See ya later Brick.

(Door slams)

- [Brick] Oh shit.

Damn,

it's two o'clock and I still need to run by the club

and handle some shit.

- Oh, okay, well shit.

- You want a ride?

- Can't G? I still gotta go grab my fifth later on tonight.

- Alright. Be your ass back here by six o'clock nigga.

- Come on dog. Know I got you.

(hands clap)

- [Kyra] Here you ladies go.

- Brick wants to see you in his office

and he told me to cover for you until you get back.

- Already, okay.

(door knocking)

- Come in.

- Hey Mr. Davis, you wanted to see.

- Oh yeah.

What's up Kyra? Come on in.

What's going on with you?

- Nothing, just working.

You know the usual.

- [Brick] Yeah.

Well I called you in here

because first I wanna commend you on a wonderful job

you're doing in that VIP area.

- Thank you.

I'm still trying to get used to niggas throwing money

around every night like his paper.

- Hey, well technically it is.

- Last night a guy gave me a $100 tip just for

bringing him an extra glass of ice.

- Yeah, well I'm glad to hear you making some good money.

Maybe now you can replace them busted ass shoes

you been wearing.

- My shoes are not run down.

They actually happen to be very comfortable.

- Yeah, they comfortably busted.

(Kyra quietly laughs)

I'm fuckin' with you.

But the other reason I called you in here is because I'm

throwing me and Tiffany anniversary party.

I need a couple of your girls to come working for me.

- Have you discussed this with Tiffany?

- Why the fuck would I do that?

- I mean, she's not the biggest fan of mine.

- Man. Tiffany ain't a fan of nobody.

Don't take that personal.

- I mean if I agree to do this,

I would have to take the night off

and I would miss out on a lot of good tips.

- Don't worry about that.

I'm gonna double your pay for that night

and I'm gonna give you tips too.

- So what time should I be there?

- Eight o'clock.

- Eight o'clock it is.

Let me tell Honey she have to cover me

for the rest of the night.

- Oh Kyra, I love that red on you.

Shit bringing out your shape nicely.

- Thank you.

I'm glad you like it.

- Mm, mm, mm.

All right.

Let me see this mother fuckin' inventory.

See how shit lookin'.

Cool. Cool.

Hm. This can't be right.

I know I just ordered some fuckin' liquor a week ago.

(intense music)

Nah, hold on.

Check these mother fuckin' cameras.

I need to start checking these mother fuckers more anyway.

See what the fuck these employees be up to.

(keyboard clicking)

The fuck is she doing?

Hold on, the fuck?

Man, what the fuck?

Hell nah.

Damn baby.

You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

- While you're back there, can you zip me up?

- Mhmm.

- I cannot wait to see what you got planned.

- Now you ain't look downstairs out the windows have you?

- No.

- I know how nosy my wife can be.

- No I promise I've been in this room cooped up for the last

few hours going over emails and stuff for the spa.

- Good.

It's just a small gesture to show my wife how much I love

and appreciate her.

- Hmm, hmm.

And I can't wait to show you a lot of gestures.

If you know what I'm saying.

- Maybe you can show me right now.

- No you are not about to mess up my hair or my makeup.

It's gonna take me forever to get ready.

- I can always bend you over.

- No.

(knocking at the door)

- [Michelle] Mr. And Mrs. Davis, we're ready to announce

your arrival to the party now.

- Saved by the fuckin' bell.

(Tiffany giggles)

- I just gotta put on a few more accessories

and I'll be done.

Baby, which one of these necklaces you think I should wear?

(Brick laughs)

- Think this one gonna fit you best, baby.

- Oh my God, Brick.

It's beautiful.

- Mhmm.

Just like my wife.

Happy anniversary baby.

- Thank you.

- Come on, let's go enjoy our night.

I'd like to present to you tonight's guest of honor,

Mr. And Mrs. Davis.

(Crowd cheering)

(soft piano music plays)

(group chattering)

(group chattering continues)

- [Brick] Oh, you like everything?

- [Tiffany] You did this perfectly.

- Mr. And Mrs. Davis.

I hope everything was to your liking.

- Yeah, you did beautiful Michelle.

This my beautiful wife Tiffany.

Tiffany, this is Michelle - It's a pleasure to meet you.

- I hope my husband didn't drive you crazy

planning all of this.

(Michelle laughs)

- Not at all.

Trust me, I dealt with way worse.

(both girls laugh)

But let me know if you guys need anything,

I'll be floating around here somewhere, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

(Tiffany giggles)

- Uhuh.

You knew, didn't you.

- I plead the fifth.

Brick, you did your big one with all this.

I like this. - I tried.

- I tried.

- Okay. - Thank you.

- Hold on.

And what is this?

- You seen it. It's a little token of love from my love.

- Smart. Okay Brick.

You need to hook me up with one of your friends.

You know the niggas I meet,

they think tokens of love is just posting me on they

Instagram, they Facebook page.

- Yeah. That's a start.

(Tiffany and Brick giggle)

- Girl. I got some ladies I need to introduce you to.

Brick.

You don't mind if I take your wife for a few minutes do you?

- All right. Don't keep her too long though.

- Okay. Five minutes tops up. I promise.

- Mhmm. Your fine ass.

(Tiffany giggles)

Well I'm glad you can make it.

- Come on man.

You already know what's up boy.

I wasn't about to miss this free champagne and this food.

Not a chance.

- Wow.

The whole time I thought you came to celebrate

your bro anniversary.

That's crazy.

- You a'ight, that two.

(Malik laughs)

But look man, I know this your party and shit bro.

But I really got somebody here that I need you to meet.

At my anniversary party?

- [Malik] Look man,

that's the plug I was telling you about earlier.

Look man, he in town on business right now dog.

I tried to set some shit up for tomorrow

but his flight leave first thing in the morning.

- Man.

Well I appreciate your efforts Malik.

Unfortunately bro, it's about me and Tiff tonight.

Dog can't set something up for some other time.

I ain't gonna be able to do business with him at all.

Look G, outta respect for him coming all the way over here.

Let me just introduce y'all to him.

- All right. Make this shit quick.

Tiffany see us over here discussing anything

that even look like business.

I have to deal with her fuckin' attitude all night.

- Say less, man.

This shit gonna be quick.

Jason.

Brick, it's Jason.

Jason, that's my partner Brick.

I was telling you about.

- [Brick] Nice to meet you Jason.

- Likewise.

- I appreciate you taking time out your day to meet with me.

But unfortunately I just wanna focus on me

and my wife anniversary tonight.

- My apologies man.

I was unaware that it was your anniversary.

- I apologize for the inconvenience.

Hope we can set something up for another day.

- All right, well you gentlemen,

enjoy the rest of the evening man. I'll be in touch.

- [Brick] Nice to meet you.

- Malik.

- [Brick] Hey you sure this nigga check out?

- [Malik] Man, come on now.

I'm like a diamond tester at Tiffany's nigga.

- Yeah. Alright.

He better.

Hey Malik,

Don't bring no mother fucker to my house

without asking me first.

- Yeah. All right man.

- Hey Brick. Would you guys like any appetizers?

- [Brick] Sure would.

Greedy ass nigga.

What's up Kyra?

How everything going?

- Good. You and Tiffany have a beautiful home.

- Thank you. I appreciate it.

It's my greedy ass homeboy. Malik.

Malik. This Kyra.

- It's good to finally put a face to that name that been

walking around the club like she own that shit.

- I do not.

- No, I'm just fuckin' with you though.

Brick been telling me a lot of great things about you.

Say you one of his best employees.

- I'm sure he says that about everybody.

- Only one that's true.

Boy.

She act like she trying to throw that pussy at you

like a quarterback in the Super Bowl., nigga.

And you look like you trying to catch it too.

- Nigga, I'm not trying to catch shit but my bag. Okay.

- Yeah, okay. I hear you.

- Mailk, can you excuse us for a second?

I need to talk to you over there.

Please. Brick. Now.

- What's up?

- What's up is that you had this bitch at my house.

- What bitch?

- Kyra.

Why the fuck is she at my house and at my anniversary party.

Brick.

- I thought it was only logical that I asked some girls from

the bar to come work the fuckin' party baby.

Look I even asked Nikki to come.

Relax.

- Outta all the hoes you could have chose from.

You chose the bitch I have a problem with?

You thought that was logical.

- You ain't got no problems with Kyra baby.

Your problem with me.

- I want her outta my fuckin' house Brick.

Now.

- Okay.

I'll ask her to leave whatever to make you happy baby.

- No,

it would've made me happy if she wasn't here

in the first mother fuckin' place.

- You know I could never fuckin' win with you.

I go out my way to throw you this nice ass party.

I give you these nice diamonds.

This still ain't good e-fuckin'-nough.

- Don't try to flip this shit around on me.

- Right cause I'm always a problem.

It's always me. Huh?

I forgot you perfect, right?

- Hmm.

- Yeah. All right.

- I want that bitch out of my house.

- You look like you can use this.

- Damn, I look that bad.

- I just saw you look better.

- And that good.

Give me another one.

- Tiffany I know it's probably not my place,

but that was a double shot of henny.

Maybe you should let that one hit you

before you take another one.

- Keyword, not your place.

Now gimme another one.

I can't stand her.

- I just trying to help.

- Nikki.

Do you know how you can tell when somebody

need your help.

- Huh?

- Usually they will ask.

(tiffany giggles)

Y'all have a good night.

- This bitch lucky I need my job.

Can I help you? Can I get you something else?

You good?

- Damn Tiff, I've been looking all over for you.

Where you been bitch?

- Up here collecting my thoughts.

Is that okay with you, shit?

- Are you drunk?

- Are you drunk? Everybody keep asking me am I drunk?

Can I have a few cocktails in my own fuckin' home?

Is that okay with you?

- Hold on. See I'm your assistant.

I ain't one of them flunkies that work down at the club.

You gonna watch your tone with me?

- Okay, damn bitch.

Boss me down there.

- Girl. Whatever.

You wanna talk about it?

- Yes. Yes.

I wanna talk about it.

Do you know that bitch from the bar that I told you about?

- That's a lot of bitches that work at the bar.

You talk about everybody.

- The bitch that Brick gave that special position to.

- Kelly?

- Kyra, bitch. Kyra.

- Hey Kyra. And what about her?

- What the fuck is she doing here?

- Ain't she a bottle girl at the club?

- At the bar?

Not at my house.

Not at my mother fuckin' anniversary party.

- Okay. You my girl.

But you tripping right now.

- How? How am I tripping?

- Are you mad at your husband that put you together

this dope ass party?

Got you a necklace worth more than my damn car.

And you sitting here mad

cause he done hired an employee from

y'all club to come serve drinks at your anniversary party.

- You making it sound dumb, friend.

- I mean.

(Tiffany mumbles)

You sound like a spoiled ass bitch right now.

- No, I sound like a bitch who's husband

keeps cheating on her.

Okay.

Have you forgetting how many times I forgave Brick for

cheating?

- And are you forgetting how many times you took him back?

- So me taking him back gives him the right to cheat again?

- No, that means if you forgave him,

you gotta let that shit go.

- That is easier said than done sweetie.

- Look, if you want y'all marriage to work,

I suggest you stop finding reasons to doubt Brick.

- Oh girl. Brick.

Gotta stop giving me reasons to.

- [Brick] Hey, can I talk to you for a minute, Kyra?

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, we just got a little situation.

- What kind of situation?

- Well,

I don't need you to work the rest of the anniversary party.

- Did I do something wrong?

- Of course not.

I did.

I should have really listened to you when you told me

to ask my wife first about you working the party.

- So that's what this is about.

Tiffany is mad because I'm here.

- Yeah, I feel really bad about this too.

- And you should.

I took off and missed a lot of money for this.

- We'll still pay you for the night.

And to make it up to you.

My people having a private party, I want you to be my guest?

- You're a guest or worker?

- My guest.

- Shouldn't your wife be your guest?

- She busy.

- And what makes you think I'm not.

- Are you?

- No.

- Then it's settled then.

Shoot you the address later.

- You good bro?

- Yeah, it's a little situation I had to handle.

- Shit,

It look like you gonna have more than a little situation

on your hands if Tiffany found out

you ain't got your ring nigga.

- Oh fuck.

- I must have forgot to put it back on earlier at the club

when I washed my hands.

Shit.

- I mean that sounds logical.

Yeah, I'm about to have to go grab that.

Lord knows Tiffany see me without this mother fucker,

that's gonna be a whole nother issue.

- I mean shit, if she do,

just explain to her what happened.

- Nigga, I done done enough explaining for the night.

I'm about to go get my mother fuckin' ring.

She come looking for me nigga just cover.

- Oh, I got you.

I got you. For sure.

- [Tiffany] Excuse me Michelle.

Can I talk to you for a second?

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

- [Michelle] Hi Ms. Davis.

- So I think I'm just gonna call any night. Okay?

- [Michelle] I mean the party wasn't scheduled

to end for another hour.

Is everything okay?

- Yes. It's fine, I'm just tired.

My husband's around here somewhere.

He can help you see the rest of the guests out.

- [Michelle] Okay. You have a good day, okay?

- [Tiffany] Okay. It was nice meeting you.

(water splashing)

(knocking at the door)

- Now how's the guest of honor gonna leave her own party?

- [Tiffany] Malik you cannot not be in here.

If Brick catches. He gonna kill us both.

- Man look, my nigga Brick is occupied right now.

- Occupied doing what?

- He with Kyra.

- No the fuck he's not.

- I'm telling you that nigga occupied.

- Either way you cannot be here.

It's not a good idea, Malik.

- Why?

It wouldn't be our first time.

- That was a mistake. And that was five years ago.

- Don't worry.

It could still be our little secret baby.

(sensual hip hop music)

* It's Lux, Lux, Lux *

* Oh, oh, oh *

* Let's get straight to it, straight to it *

* Now we gotta do this *

* You been fucking crazy *

* And I wanna see you prove it *

* Make you mine for the night *

* If my man don't even loose it *

* I can fuck you right *

* But I can't spend the night *

* Tell me want from me *

* I'll provide your fantasy *

* No I gotta a man I can't be your girl *

- [Tiffany] Malik hurry up

and get your shit before my husband catches us.

* Can you keep a secret, secret *

* You know that I need it, need it. *

(music fades out)

- Man? Where the fuck could my shit be at?

That's weird.

I could have swore I left my shit down here.

Party over already, huh?

- Oh yes. Unfortunately Mrs. Davis retired

for the night about a hour ago.

She said she was tired and was ready to relax.

So I saw all of the guests out

and I wrapped all the leftover food up.

There's a plate for you and Mrs. Davis in the microwave.

- You the best, Michelle.

Go on and get outta here. I appreciate everything.

- No problem. It's what I do.

I'll have that final invoice for you

first thing tomorrow morning.

- Let's make sure that invoice got a hefty tip on it.

You earned that shit girl.

- Will do. Good night Mr. Davis.

- All right. Thank you.

Good morning.

- Morning.

- Not exactly how I planned on spending our

anniversary night?

- Yeah shit happens.

- Guess you still mad? Huh?

- I'm not mad Brick.

I'm tired.

Tired of always having to be the one to forgive.

Tired of always having to be the one to forget.

Oh, and understand.

- I thought that's what marriage was about.

Forgiving and understanding.

I'm confused.

- You know what, you're right.

You are absolutely right.

So I'ma need you to remember that

in case you ever have to forgive

or understand.

- Hey, what the fuck that supposed to mean?

Hey, don't get fucked up Tiff.

Shit was probably nasty anyway.

Damn, Where you going?

Thought we was gonna be able to watch movies

and chill all day.

- Gotta go to this spa.

The weekly shipment came in yesterday.

Need to go sort through it.

- On a Sunday?

And dressed like that?

- Sunday is the only day of the week

that we're closed Brick.

Or would you rather me do it with a spa full of customers

with boxes scatter everywhere?

- [Brick] Of course not.

I'll ride with you.

- No, Paris is already waiting on me.

- All right.

(lips smacking)

Guess I'll work out and go to the gym.

- [Tiffany] Have a good day.

(knocking at the door)

- Tiff?

- Don't act like you ain't happy to see me.

(Malik laughs)

- Gotta bring your ass here.

- What the fuck is that?

How the fuck this get in here?

(dooming music)

(dooming music continues)

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