Flutes And Trombones

Jb: Kage?
Kg: Wha, hey, wha, what's happenin?
Jb: What are you doin here?
Kg: Oh I, uh, just, uh, I think I forgot somethin, just you know
Jb: Wait a second. It's like 2am, in the middle of the night
Kg: Yeah
Jb: And your here in the recording studio alone?
Kg: So?
Jb: So what up?
Kg: It's
Jb: Explain yourself
Kg: I just had to, you know, come back and, uh, ah
Jb: What are you, what's that behind your back?

Kg: It's just a
Jb: Is that a flute? Dude are you comin in here at night with a fuckin flute and layin down flute tracks? You God damn motherfuckin stupid piece of shit!
Kg: What's behind your back?
Jb: What do you mean?
Kg: What's behind your back?
Jb: Uh
Kg: What are you doin out here anyway?
Jb: What do you mean: What am I doin here?, what are you doin here?
Kg: Well, what are you doin here? Your on my shit about bein here, what are you doin here? What do you have behind your, that's a trombone!
Jb: So what, I was gonna, lay down, fuck you! I'll fight you!
Kg: Ah!