[Background description: "outside", back wall of the restaurant, next to door leading into restaurant is a trash container, overflowing with trash. There's conventionally attractive, latino women in her late 20's, she's smoking a cigarette. There's a ramble behind the door, sounds like someone is mildly violent inside.]
(Beth [previously established character] busts out through the door, breathing heavily) - oh... my... fucking god.
(Latina) - hmm? Hard day, huh?
(Beth) - Hard?! What the fuck is happening?
(Latina) - you kiss your mother with that mouth? Hehe, chill out. You're new here?
(Beth) - *huf* yeah... (lights up a cigarette herself) you're that Latina girl this dude in a toilet told me about?
(Latina) - yeah... (to herself) fuck that guy, acts like he's not a stereotype himself. I'm Amanda by the way
(Beth) - nice to know the name, main's Beth
(Amanda) - nice name. So... what type you are?
(Beth) - type? Is this a sex thing i don't know about?
(Amanda) - bruuuh, no. A type - person you are. Are you a femcel? Slutty Tomboy bimbo? Or you just don't like sunlight so much
(Beth) - uuugh, highly specific assumptions here. Can't I be... just Beth?
(Amanda) - oooh, you're an "individual", yeah? The "odd one"?
(Beth) - I think i don't quite understand... do all Americans falling into stereotypes or I'm just...
(Amanda) - heh... felt that one. I wanted to be special once... unfortunately being born after 2000's didn't helped
(Beth) - okay, maybe we'll stop here. Feels like this conversation going into wrong direction. I looked for a job not to get depressed, heh.
(Amanda) - yeah, hehe. Sorry fo' that.
(Beth) - no problem. By the way, what's wrong with the clients anyway... they seem so... generic? Like I'm seeing double sometimes.
(Amanda) - oh, them? Don't give attention to them. They're just common types.
(Beth) - again with the types... what do you mean "common"?
(Amanda) - you know, common. If you think about average american population, you'll probably think of guys like them.
(Beth) - and that mess?
(Amanda) - yeah... murder is no longer illegal, but only in specific situations.
(Beth) - like?
(Amanda) - they're not profitable, for example
(Beth) - that sounds... fucking horrifying!
(Amanda) - don't mind. People with personality are safe
(Beth) - didn't feels safe at all, bruh
(Amanda) - *stretches* ugggh! Okay, time to wrap it up! Shift won't end on it's own.
(Beth) - uuuugghhghghghgh. I hate this shit...
(Both go into the building. Fade to black. End of a scene)
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