INT. LIMOUSINE – LAS VEGAS – NIGHT
Five friends have piled into a limousine outside the Mirage to share a ride downtown to hit Fremont and Binion’s. The topic of conversation for the past half hour has been the crossing of paths with Slash last night. Having not been there, Naylor, Charlie, and B-Load are getting filled in on the details.
CHARLIE: Slash, yeah. He’s a great guitar player. Was he cool?
MATT: A legend. Totally cool.
NAYLOR: So what was he wearing?
JACE: His hat.
MATT: Had to be the hat. Five in the morning, too.
VIC: Good thing it was the hat. If I saw that cat at five a.m. leaving the Mirage in sweats, I’d feel robbed.
The limo pulls onto the freeway, heading north to downtown. B-Load’s been gazing out the window, all business, deep in thought. He speaks up.
B-LOAD: So how much do you think that guy’s worth?