By the time Buddy arrived at Slaver's Square on his motorcycle, Samantha and Shannon were friends, looking forward to heading to the resort and making plans for their evening.
"Miss Lizzie sent me, I'm here to pick up the Australian girl and bring her to the resort," Buddy explained.
"That's me," Samantha said with visible relief. "Hey, do you have room for my friend?"
"For you two? Yes," Buddy replied, gesturing at the seat behind him. Indeed, the two young women were able to squeeze behind him.
"Hey, Shannon, where are you going?" Emmet asked. His wife waved goodbye as Buddy started the motorcycle.
"Bye, Emmet! Have fun at your fucking mask festival!" And then they were gone in a puff of diesel exhaust.
Melissa noticed Omar smiling for the first time. "Okay, let's do this!" she whispered to Teggi. "While he's amused!" And so the camera crew continued their work, and Emmet wandered into a bar near the square, and decided to have a drink while he decided what to do next.
Meanwhile, Phillip had finally been released from the holding facility and stepped into the late afternoon sun. "Now how the hell do I find Sam?" he asked himself. He was worried that she was alone and penniless in this city-sized ghetto.
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