A very dark skinned man, athletic build and tall introduces himself. He appears to be some type of fitness instructor.

MOZU

(In African accent)

Hello! I am MOZU!

PATRICK

Oh. Hello, Mozu.

MOZU

(In very clear American accent)

How we doin'?

There is a slight awkward break and short pause before he continues, laughing.

MOZU CONT'D

Haha! Got you! Thought I was African, didn't you?

PATRICK

(awkwardly)

Wouldn't have mattered!

MOZU

That one always gets people.

PATRICK

How often do you do that?

MOZU

A lot.

PATRICK

Oh. That is funny.

MOZU

Yes, it is. Haha! I'm from Michigan.

PATRICK

Oh—which part?

MOZU

Detroit. 8 Mile.

PATRICK

Oh!

MOZU

Aha! Got you again! Oh, I'm kidding.

Suburbs. Near the lakes.

Very nice actually.

PATRICK

(Laughing awkwardly)

Oh…

MOZU

We have a boat.

PATRICK

Oh. Still?

MOZU

Would you believe me if I told you it sank?

PATRICK

I'm not sure.

MOZU

It did. Not all the way, but.

We still have it.

PATRICK

You're kind of funny.

MOZU

Not as funny as you, so I've heard.

PATRICK

You've “heard”?

MOZU

I was briefed. They always stick me with the Higher end clientele.

PATRICK

Is that so?

MOZU

Yeah. I'm the only one that doesn't get starstruck so easily.

PATRICK

It's probably your quick-wit…and subtle self depreciating racism.

MOZU

A combination that can't be beat.

PATRICK

It can't.

MOZU

So, where you from?

PATRICK

(without hesitation)

The Bronx.

MOZU

I sense this is not a joke.

PATRICK

I don't see a camera anywhere—do you?

MOZU

Funny you should say that…

PATRICK

Why?

MOZU

I was hoping you would sign me this autograph, here—-

He produces a folded piece of paper from his pocket.

PATRICK

Seriously?

MOZU

Yeah, actually— I just need you to sign right here—

[beat, an almost solid glare of disbelief.]

MOZU

It's—your release form.

PATRICK

Oh!

MOZU

Got you again, didn't I?

Haha!

PATRICK

Yes, you did.

MOZU

Good. Just sign here.

He does.

MOZU CONT'D

And here.

He signs again.

MOZU CONT'D

And.

As he is finished signing the form MOZU sneaks a quick selfie.

PATRICK

(Lowly)

Eee.

MOZU

Yeah.

PATRICK

(Short)

Okay.

MOZU

To track your progress.

He lets out a deep sigh.

MOZU

Away we go.

They walk into the luxury gym, which appears to be empty, as the sun rises over Manhattan.

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