LÍO

GADZKA

Zara walks out of the interview room smiling. 

Marco's sitting outside on the set of chairs. She runs over to him and hugs him tight:

"Thanks for picking me up." She says. "I didn't wanna annoy David again."

Marco smiles back at her. "Sure, no problem."

Zara steps back and examines him. He's wearing a pair of jeans, a crisp white shirt and dress shoes. "You look nice today."

He winks back. "I ALWAYS look nice."

"I mean nicer than usual..."

"Oh yeah." He takes her by the hand. "We're going on a date. If you're up for it."

"Like a real date?" Her eyes light up as he nods. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

Marco brings her out to his car. Sitting in the passengers side is Adam. Zara lets out a sigh. "Is he coming as well?"

"Oh no. We're dumping—dropping him off somewhere along the way."

"Oh great. Where's he going?" Zara adds, getting into the back seat behind Adam. She pokes his head. "Tell me or I'll tell Baba."

Adam turns around and smirks at her, saying: "Bruce is my Baba now, remember?"

"Oh yeah. What's he like?"

"Super nice and supportive. I showed him some of my artwork, and he said it was amazing."

Zara smiles. "I'm glad you feel encouraged. Maybe you'll be able to paint more now that you're pretty secluded."

"Maybe Bruce will help me find someone to buy my work as well. I took my best pieces with me."

"That's the smartest thing you've ever done." Marco adds as he reverses out of the parking spot carefully, making sure that his rusty wreck doesn't smash into Señor Gutierrez's new Porsche. "You might actually be able to keep yourself out of this dump if you can make enough money."

Adam scoffs. "What do you know about being smart? You're about as intelligent as a drunk racing pigeon lost in Africa."

Zara glares. "He has a point. He's giving you good advice here. Don't make fun of him."

"You're lucky that I told Marco to pick you up, Pipsqueak."

"I'm a Pipsqueak? Well at least I'm not a Primadonna Girl like you. Baba actually likes me."

Marco laughs really hard as he turns up the radio, singing along to the song: "And all he ever wanted was the world? He can't help that he needs it all? The Primadonna life, the rise AND the fall."

"Very poetic." Adam glares back at Marco. "You even nailed the high parts."

"Not as good as you did." He winks. "You have the voice of a chipmunk on helium."

Zara's amused. "I recorded it. So if you're bad, the whole world will know about it."

Adam laughs. "So? Social media isn't the whole world."

"It's close enough."

"In this day and age? Yes. She's right, Adam. If you don't wanna be publicly embarrassed then be a nice older brother."

"And I have loads of followers on all my accounts who'll see everything." She winks back. "Be a good role model for once."

Adam smirks. "Maybe I'll get a girlfriend from it."

"A girlfriend?" She says back. "Why? Are you and Luz not a thing anymore?"

"No."

"Aww. What happened?"