The club had not yet opened, but Bruce arrived early and saw Martin sitting alone at the bar, leisurely sipping his drink.
Martin picked up the account book and tossed it to Old Cloth, "Relax, I'm not drinking for free; it's all on your tab."
Bruce caught the account book and moved behind the bar, "You piece of shit, be a human for once!"
Martin took a drink and put on a serious face, "Buddy, if one day I become a star, I'll hire you, this piece of shit, to be my road sweeper."
Bruce pulled out a white bottle from his pocket and placed it in front of Martin, "Here, it's yours."
Martin looked down and saw a bottle of Vaseline, "What do I need this for?"
Bruce delivered the knockout blow, "One day you might get fucked by a producer, or you might want to fuck a producer, you'll find it useful."
Martin gave him the middle finger.
From the club's entrance, a man and a woman turned the corner.
