[ whatever it is, it doesn't sound good. frank agrees, though maybe not on the specifics – there's some reason they're here, and it's definitely not out of the goodness of someone's heart. ]

Yeah, I hear that. Rich people are the cheapest fuckers I've ever met.

[ he has another drag of the cigarette, and then stubs out the end on the balcony wall, grinding it down with his thumb. ]

I'm not ignoring it. If I was ignoring it I'd be in my room.