Havana, Cuba
In a random house we can see Popclaw inside lighting up and smoking a bong, after blowing out the smoke A-Train runs into the room through the open sliding door.
A-Train: Hey, baby.
Popclaw: Oh, Jesus Christ.
A-Train: Yeah, I'm sorry.
Popclaw hugs A-Train and sounds like she was about to cry. It seemed it's been a while since she's last seen him.
Popclaw: Where have you been? It's been days.
Popclaw then backed out of the hug and looks at A-Train.
A-Train: Yeah. I've been handling business. It's okay now, it's okay.
A-Train holds both of Popclaws hands in his as he looks at her lovingly.
Popclaw: You said I had to hide, you said
we were in trouble and...
A-Train cuts her off so he can say what he needs to. And whatever it was brought a smile to his face.
A-Train: You know, I think, I think I got it worked out. I think I have some-some good news.
Popclaw: Good news?
A-Train: Stillwell. She's open to us going public.
Popclaw had a face of disbelief after hearing the words that came out of her boyfriends mouth.
Popclaw: Don't you lie to me.
A-Train: Hand on a Bible.
Popclaw then gets closer to A-Train as if she was going to kiss him, but A-Train while holding her hands raised them up to chest level stopping her from getting closer.
A-Train:. Yeah. But, listen, for us to go public, you have to come clean with me. Like, I have to know who you told about Compound V.
Popclaw lets go of A-Trains hands and looks down at the ground disheartened she slowly makes her way over to a chair not even daring to look her boyfriend in the face. A-Train just stood there for a bit looking at a wall slightly hurt.
A-Train walks over and takes a seat infront of her trying to convince her by using their relationship as leverage.
A-Train:. Hey, come on. This is, this is you and me. I mean, we're Bonnie and Clyde. Ride or die, right?
Popclaw looks at A-Train her eyes filled with tears.
Popclaw: I...
Popclaw let's out a sigh as she looks up at the roof trying to make sure the tears don't fall out. After being certain she wouldn't cry she looked A-Train in the eyes.
Popclaw: Oh, shit. I told these guys, you were running the V down near the Noodle Palace.
A-Train looked at her with hurt written all over his face. As if he didn't already know that she was going to answer that way. Seeing her boyfriend hurt by the fact she broke his trust tried to apologize.
Popclaw: I'm so sorry, baby. I had to. I...
A-Train: Why? What do they have on you?
A-Train was genuinely curious, what did they have on Popclaw that would make her snitch on him and the V.
Popclaw: I don't know their names, but there was this British guy, dark hair, real smug asshole. Buzz cut French guy, big black guy with a goatee, a pretty lean guy who always wore leather jackets and sunglasses and a skinny white kid. I think they were all working together. Mm-hmm.
