2019-07-30 - Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : WTF

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I know. I'm going to get myself killed at this rate

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : You do you but don't take me with you!!!!!!

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : ?? I didn't even mention you. What happened?

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : You tell me what happened

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : I said get the coke, not go tell him you want the coke and not get it

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Those are totally different things

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : He doesn't have it. I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry - which I know doesn't help anything. I should've told you I couldn't.

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : What did he do?

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Ran his fucking mouth

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : Jesus christ

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : How do you know this motherfucker???

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : ...We dated. Ish. For like, a year. in LA.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : HOW DID YOU NOT TELL ME THIS

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : It didn't seem relevant. And then when you mentioned him and that he stole the coke I was blinded with rage because he's a hypocritical asshole.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : It didn't seem important to you that you tell me that the person I sent you after is someone you DATED????

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I meant like. Before. Not when you asked. When you asked, I wasn't thinking properly at all. But, you know. Now you know.

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : Fuck.

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I should just leave town, shouldn't I.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : At this point I might have to be the one to leave town 🙁 🙁

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : Shit. I'm really sorry. Really. It's probably stupid to ask, but I don't guess there's anything I do to make things right?

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Bring de la Vega's head in a box full of cocaine to the club???

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : He didn't just have me shot, which is a fucking miracle btw

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : But if you happened to have banged any other cops, now's probably the time to come clean about that shit

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I'm still working that Antonio guy...I'm sure he has tons of cocaine somewhere. So. You know. Options. Minus the head. I'm starting to drop hints that Felix wants a chat. As per Felix's request.

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : The only person I'm fucking now is another bartender. I'm not messing around with any LEOs

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : But you and this cop are still friends?

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : Friends is a very strong word. And after the way our conversation ended up I don't think we'll be seeing each other for a while.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : He's fucking stupid

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : And while that may be the pot calling the kettle black

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : He's still fucking stupid

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I told him as much. Of course, he also thinks I'm stupid for getting wrapped up with this. But he has way more to lose than I do.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Yeah, we can all sit around and compare notes to see whose the stupidest right before we each take two to the temple

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : It's probably whoever goes first

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Ha ha 🙁

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Tell me next time there's some sorta conflict of interest? I like you, but I like me more

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I will.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : Come to work like normal, be normal, do your piece

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : But if you see that fucking cop? Tell him he needs to learn to keep his fucking mouth shut, or he's gonna get YOU killed

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : I'll be totally normal. And if I see him, I'll pass it along.

(TXT to Dahlia) Graham : All right. TTYL. Try not to get killed 😛

(TXT to Graham) Dahlia : Same goes for you