Wayne Puts Amber on BLAST in Front of Anthony 🔥 You’re SLIPPING… Even He Sees It!
[Scene opens at Amber’s backyard pool. Anthony is lounging nearby, sipping a drink. Amber is under an umbrella with her phone in hand. Wayne walks in.]
Wayne:
(looking around) Working that pool there, huh? Keeping it clean?
Anthony:
Yeah, gotta get all that scum off the bottom.
Wayne:
Amber.
Amber:
(looks up) What’s up, Wayne?
Wayne:
Chilling, chilling. You real relaxed out here, huh?
Amber:
Oh, you know… try to get in some peace when I can.
Wayne:
Mhm… Try to get it in when you can. Look, I talked to the lawyer about everything.
Amber:
Okay.
Wayne:
So pretty much all the Spotify stuff, all that… gonna be locked in.
Amber:
That’s good news.
Wayne:
Yeah, it won’t make a bunch of money right away, but it’ll be set up to make money.
Amber:
I understand that—it’s gonna take time.
Wayne:
Yeah, for sure. But… I’ma be honest with you, Amber. You been slipping.
Amber:
Slipping?
Wayne:
Yeah. Slipping on the business. I been thinking about how much time I’m putting into this… and I need you to match that.
Amber:
Wayne, I’m putting everything I can into this!
Wayne:
Everything? You look like you sittin’ under umbrellas to me.
Amber:
I’m sending out emails.
Wayne:
Emails? That don’t move the game fast enough. I come from a different era. I hustle, I grind. I don’t even need to do this—I’m a comedian, I got movies, I got a stand-up special they paid me seven figures for. But if I’m putting energy into this… I expect the same.
Amber:
(sighs) Maybe… maybe the stuff going on with Anthony and I—trying to reconnect—has taken some of my attention. I apologize.
Wayne:
Whoa, whoa—too much info. I’m talking about the business. Anthony a businessman himself—he gets it.
Anthony:
(silent, but watching)
Wayne:
We gotta buckle it up. I came here to share good news, but he told me he tried to reach you and didn’t hear back.
Amber:
I don’t like talking on the phone.
Wayne:
And that’s the problem. Look—this stuff is important. Go check the email I sent you 40 minutes ago.
Amber:
I was just about to—
Wayne:
Nah. Look at it. This is an opportunity—streaming, platforms, real money when it takes off. But we gotta get it up now.
Amber:
You’re right. It won’t happen again.
Wayne:
Good. I just had to look you in the eyes and say that.
Amber:
You want me to walk you out?
Wayne:
Nah. You stay right there—you already too comfortable. And with this humidity? Whew. I’m out.
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