Hey. Uh, what are you doing home this weekend? I thought classes didn't end until next week.
Hi Dad. I love you.
Ah, the three magic words: I NEED HELP! I've heard those before.
Uh, Well, we'd better sit down.
Uh, this doesn't sound good.
Well, first of all ... hey, is that painting on the wall new?
No, no, no, no, no. Let's get back to the conversation now.
Okay, first of all, I am failing all of my classes, I lost my job, I wrecked my car, I mean, your car last week. It's at the bottom of the lake ... I think, and the laptop I borrowed from you ... well, it was in the backseat of the car. That's all of the good news.
Uh, wait ...
Dad. You're not saying anything ...
Okay. Now, what's the bad news?
Well, I just found out that my old boyfriend was a member of a gang; he says that he and 20 of his friends are gonna come over here to talk to you about what you posted on their Facebook page.
I don't even know how to use Facebook!
Well, you do now. I have to go. I'd rather not be here in about 20 minutes. Love you. Bye.