I'm asking Claudia to speak for me.
Claudia: Jazzy says he is tired.*taps cigarette ash into ashtray*, he needs his rest, although I am incapable of joy I do feel satisfaction in knowing I'm better than his ex, "Psychic Girlfriend", that's not even a character name, *drags off cig*, at least I got a name, bitch. Anyway Jazzy is fucking tired. He said he'll be up later. *Shuts door, you hear her yell up the stairs before you make your way back home* "OK BABE I TOLD 'EM, I NEED MORE SMOKES TOMORROW!! YES, I KNOW, SURE, YES, I LOVE YOU TOO. NO I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS..." etc.