INT. BAR - NIGHT
A MAN steps in from the cold through the thick carcinogenic exhaust of the evening crowd.
His eyes come to rest on a WOMAN at the bar, her beauty radiating through the tufts of smoke.
He approaches.
MAN
Can I buy you a drink?
WOMAN
What do I look like? Freecreditreport.com?
MAN
Sorry, MAY I buy you a drink?