INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT

Phish is on. Dave is sitting on the bed smoking some marijuana. He is really grooving on the music. Things couldn't be better. And it shows.


He seems to be talking to himself.

The song shifts tempos and Dave is noticeably affected. But not necessarily in a bad way.


Dave puts down his paraphernalia and stands up. His mode of transportation is two parts walking one part dancing. And there is no end to the party.


Dave makes his way to a small table across the room. He picks up the remote to the television and moseys back on over to his seat. He goes in for a gentle landing...


Dave is safely back on his bed. He lifts the remote in an ark, toward the television...and fires. Nothing happens.


Suddenly Dave relaxes, flips over the remote and opens the back. He speaks now in a slighlty peeved manor.


Dave looks at the camera.


Camera off.