Collection: Prequel - Face to Face
[Exterior, Tracy's car driving on the interstate]
Tracy [off screen]: OK, only an hour left!
[Closeup of Tracy, who is smiling]
Tracy: I'm impressed! I was sure you'd have fallen a-
[Pan out, Nate is sleeping. Tracy frowns and finishes her sentence]
Tracy: ...sleep.
[Tracy looks bored and pissed]
[Exterior shot. Traveling ahead of Tracy's car, we see an orange semi truck being towed backwards by a blue tow truck labeled "BIG TOW"]
[Tracy grins evilly and looks over at Nate]
[Tracy reaching out to shake Nate, who throws up his hands defensively, as the orange semi truck looms large in the windshield]
Tracy: WAKE UP!! WE'RE GONNA CRASH!!!
Nate: AAAAUUUGHHHHH!!
[From Nate's POV: His hands retract, he sees the semi truck is being towed by the blue tow truck and there was no danger]
[Nate flushes and glares angrily at Tracy, who is doing her best Sweet and Innocent impression]
[Exterior, Food Baron, before sunrise]
Nate: Ugh.
Nate: Was it really necessary for us to get up this goddamn early?
Tracy: Yep.
Tracy: We've got a long trip ahead of us, and the conference opens up at 10.
Tracy: What's wrong, had a late night?
Tracy: What were you doing? Because I know it wasn't a woman.
Nate: Jesus. A bit fucking relentless on that, aren't you?
Tracy: Well? I'm happy to be corrected!
[Nate looks annoyed]
Nate: If you MUST know...
[Nate looks away]
Nate: I... fell into a rabbit hole and spent all night looking into the history of "Mambo No. 5".
[Nate walking away from register toward aisles as Tracy leans on her elbows on the conveyor belt]
Nate: Oh, well that makes it so much better.
Tracy (smug): You've never traveled for work before, have you? It's actually a pretty sweet deal.
Tracy: They give us mileage, pay for our meals and give us hotel rooms. And they're not rat's nests either. Decent ones!
(Nate considers this blankly)
Tracy: You'll get out of Long Point, you won't have to deal with customers, and all you have to do is listen to some bigwigs blather about effective scheduling practices.
Nate: Well, uh, I... guess that sounds OK. I'll consider it.
(Tracy wears a self-satisfied smile, while Nate frustrated/defeated)
Tracy: Did I mention you get to be on the clock the whole time?
Nate: SHIT.
Nate: ...when do we leave
(Nate at the Register)
Nate: Hi, do you have your Food Baron...
Nate: Oh, it's you.
Nate: Here to antagonize me again?
Tracy: Tempting! But no.
Tracy: Listen, there's a Customer Service conference coming up next week in Grantville.
Tracy: Corbin can't make it, so I need you to come help me represent the store.
[Tracy crosses in front of Nate and looks back smugly]
Nate: Why don't you take Kate? Or Venetia?
Tracy: I need them here. The store can live without you for a while.
[Tracy turns to face Nate]
Nate: I don't think so. The last thing I need is you busting my chops all week.
Tracy: Relax, it's just for two days! Your chops won't get more than a light bruising.
NARRATION: Five years ago
(Exterior, Food Baron)
Nate: (O.S.); Sup, Kate. Is that the new schedule?
Kate: Yep, freshly squeezed from Corbin's teat.
Nate: Wow, I'm closing on Saturday night AGAIN??
Tracy (coming up behind Nate): Aww, poor widdle Natey-Wate has to work a Saturday? Suck it up, buttercup!
Nate: Ugh, here we go.
Tracy: You know, I bet he schedules you like that because he knows there's no chance you're out hooking up on weekends.
Nate: Isn't it time for you to slither off to lunch, Tracy?
Tracy (looking smug): Toodaloo, Incel! ❤️
