no coming back

Story Script:

ACTOR1: Oh my god. Dad?

ACTOR2: ...Evan? What the fuck are you doing here?

ACTOR1: I... I work for the agency. I needed the money. What are *you* doing here?

ACTOR2: I ordered an escort! I thought... Jesus Christ, get dressed. Get dressed right now.

ACTOR1: No. You paid for two hours. This is my job.

ACTOR2: Are you insane? This is not a job! You are my son!

ACTOR1: I'm a woman. And you're a client. You wanted someone to talk to, right? So talk.

ACTOR2: Talk? How can we possibly talk? I'm looking at you in this... this lingerie. My own kid.

ACTOR1: Then don't look. Just tell me why you called. Lonely? Mom find your stash again?

ACTOR2: This is a mistake. A huge, fucking mistake. I'm leaving.

ACTOR1: You'll still get charged. Sit down. You wanted drama? Well, here it is. Your son is a whore. Happy now?

ACTOR2: Don't you say that. Don't you ever call yourself that.

ACTOR1: Why not? It's true. You wanted a girl to show up and make you feel something. Surprise.