1.3: The Rumor
(Meanwhile, at the Tompson House, Mick and Harold had just climbed into bed.)
Mick: Harold.
Harold: What’s up Mick?
Mick: Do you still want to throw that party?
Harold: I thought you didn’t want a party.
Mick: I didn’t… until… well Mie asked about it. And I thought it’d be a good way to kinda ask her out.
Harold: You ain’t make a move on that yet?
Mick: It’s hard. Her dad doesn’t like me. How do I make a move knowing that?
Harold: You get her to sneak out and see you. You think all my girl’s dad’s approve of us going out?
Mick: This matters Harold, she matters. I don’t want it to be like that, I want her parents respect.
Harold: You crazy man. The last thing you need in your life is a girlfriend, but you want her, so whatever. I’m a help you out. This thing between you and her, it’s between you and her. So it’s not her parents respect you need, it’s hers. So just take charge and handle your business.
Mick: Take charge? Okay, I can do that.
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