INT. Two Bedroom Condo. Murano Glass, framed record covers, wall-art made with wrought iron and depicting a musical staff and notes. JADE 1 enters, carrying her MAIL, including a CATALOG. It is an AMERICAN APPAREL CATALOG. She also carries some GROCERIES, in a paper bag, and her SUNGLASSES are stuck loosely into her hair. Stumbling, she drops everything down on the dining room table, a simple glass-top table supported by cheap metal-tubing legs. JADE 1, exasperated, plops onto a chair, lets out a tired sigh. The AMERICAN APPAREL CATALOG catches her eye. Thoughtlessly, she flips through it. Her eyes widen. At that moment, her BLACKBERRY rings. She picks it up and looks at the caller id; it’s JADE 2 and 3 in a conference call.