You're not going to like this, but I have some bad news..
Are you busy?
Not tonight babe, can't do bad news right now.
Whatever it is fix it.
Uh.. It can't be fixed?
I've talked to 8 of your contractors already, none of them think you can have the floor ready by the end of the month.
The word I've been hearing a lot is "impossible"..
Really honey puffs now's no good
God I'm so fuckin close
Just fix it.
Whatever you gotta do.
You still awake?
Yes?
The Wynson group can have the walls down by next week.. That's some good news, I think?
But...
I sense there's a but involved with this.
To get the electrical wiring redone, we'll need to get a fire inspector in for clearance.
And that isn't going to happen overnight..
Or in the next week...or two.
Nikki, legit question.
Why do you hate me?
I...don't?
I don't hate you! Why do you think I hate you?
Yeah I can't figure that out either. Ya should.
But if ya liked me any, even just a tiny lil bit, this whole deal woulda been settled since yesterday.
I'd be comin home to my brand spankin new studio, it'd be swanky as fuck, I'd be livin the life of my dreams. In my very own studio.
Been dreamin about that since I was a kid. For real.
Instead, every damn time I hear from ya, it's bad news!
It's such a downer.
It's terrible.
Makes me wanna...sulk and break things.
You're drivin me off a cliff here.
I'll make a few more calls in the morning.
Sorry. I don't hate you.
Eh. The folks you oughta be calling are probably awake right now, yaknow what I'm sayin.
You'll need a bigger budget for that.. I don't think the board will approve.
How many times do I gotta say this.
It's my company, it's my money, make it happen.
Whatever it takes. I'm countin on ya here.
Wear those damn pants for me.
Cassidy. I'm on leave till Monday. I thought it would be polite to let you know.
Hold up, slow down
The hell dya mean, you're takin the whole week off.
Yaknow that clock's ticking pretty quick on our big launch, yeah?
What was it, the 25th?
Have you settled the thing with the electricians or whatever?
I will be out of town till Monday. I'm sorry. It's an emergency.
Bullshit. What the fuck's goin on.
No. No, ya can't take the time off.
Not approved. Denied.
How the hell am I gonna
What's going on? Yaknow you can talk to me, right? I'm here to talk to. Door's always open, etc.
We're, yaknow. Peas and carrots, you and me.
It is a family matter.
Cass, I'm really sorry. I'll have everything done by the time..
I have checked your calendar. I have rescheduled what can be rescheduled.
This is fuckin insane.
You have a board meeting on Thursday afternoon. A Rob Gordon would like to run through his buying list for the studio's soundboard as soon as possible. You have his number. A reminder: Don't drink the milk in your refrigerator when you get back.
That's alla the shit I fucking pay you to do!
What about my plane tickets?
Nikita.
Jesus. So I gotta book the flight myself?
This position you're talkin about
I'd still get to kiss ya?
My mouth would already be full of you, mr greedy pants...
Since when do you do the kissing thing anyway?
Well I didn't say your mouth, but hey
I kiss.
Sometimes.
The kiss goodbye maybe.
Sometimes the kiss of death, c'mon
Depending on how morbid I'm feeling.
Now you've got me in the mood for that...
Funny.
Truth is I'm always in the mood for that.
Literally always.
I don't know if you're kidding or not
But it's kinda hot.
Shit. Hold up, gimme awhile. Duty calls.
Other duties.
What is taking so long?