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"Damn, it's like Black Friday in here." Cindy comments, looking at all the chaos happening around them. Naked girls everywhere, people throwing shit around and just being messy in every cube. All except Aaliyah's cube. Nobody touched hers. They knew not to. Janae clicks her tongue, raising a brow, "Those sales are racist as shit. Make us fight over cheap TVs while white folks sit at home eating turkey, laughin' at us on the news."
Cindy turns to her, disagreeing with that. "No. White, black, Puerto Rican, Jewish...we all like us a 75%-off plasma screen."
"Why you think they call it "Black Friday"?" Janae points out. Both of them made some pretty solid points. Their attention is turned towards Taystee, who spoke up, all of them having discussed the demands. "I say we tell 'em we ain't lettin' no one else in this prison until Bayley is in chains. That's our demand." She made a good argument, but she was only thinking about one thing rather than the many demands that they should also be thinking of.
"I'm cool with that," Cindy agrees, sitting down on the bed. "Me too," Janae adds.
Alison looked around, feeling like she was the only one who wasn't feeling that. "Hold up. That's our only demand?" She looked around. Taystee looked up at her, "You got somethin' more important?" Alison could see Taystee was gonna get defensive and was quick to explain. "No. I just think we have an opportunity here. I mean, he did say "demands"...plural. Why not think bigger? Aaliyah would agree with me."
Janae looked down at the mention of her now ex girlfriend. "Where is Aaliyah anyways? Shouldn't she be here?" Taystee questions. Cindy shoots a look to Janae who sat on the top bunk. "She would be here if Janae hadn't broke her damn heart." Janae shoots a glare at her. "If you were in my position, you would've done the same. It's not like it didn't hurt me just as much." Janae argued.
"Uh yeah, except I would've waited to break up with her. Cause breaking her heart when she grieving her friend and mother is the perfect timing, Janae," Cindy pointed out, saying the last sentence sarcastically. Janae rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. "Whatever. She'll be fine." Cindy scoffs, going to get back on topic. "But yeah, a'ight, I get you," she points at Alison. "Let's talk about creature comforts. New unis, softer sheets..."
"Reese's Pieces. Mmm, you ever had them fried?" Janae hums. Cindy is quick to correct what she thinks is the proper pronunciation. "I think you mean "Ree-see's Pee-see's." Janae looked at her in confusion. "What's a Pee-see?" Cindy scoffs, looking back at Taystee who looked to be in a sour mood. "And Bayley, obviously," Cindy is quick to add. "Fry him up, too."
"Also, we have to get everyone's demands to make it count," Alison said. "And why we gotta include everyone? P was our girl." Taystee disagreed. Alison gave her a look, "Yeah, but this ain't only our riot. In the words of Aaliyah, "Worst thing you can do is take another woman's voice when she's finally found it. Even if she's drivin' you crazy, messin' up your house, sleepin' in your bed, even." They look at her oddly, not knowing how she remembered Aaliyah saying all that. "You can't deny her the right to say her peace, or shit can get real dark real fast."
