Well tha phones r startin to ring in ancitipcation of this spinoff. For someone who haz never been on a trading floor, they might not know that it doesn’t ring brrrriiiiinnnnnggg like a regular phone. Phone lines are on turrets and they make this chirpy beeping noise. So that iz what iz going on now, the floor iz full of tha chipry beeping noise and ppl are starting to get revved up and yelling over tradez at tha options guyz. I look across tha floor and see Tod makin some markets while Savage sits with hiz handz under the desk which iz how he usually sits. Savage iz kind of a weird dude, smart but weird.

Still nothing from C.N. I decide to check in.

nderivs: hello

trdrbear is typing…

trdrbear: nothing yet

nderivs: k

nderivs: spinoff in 2 mins

trdrbear: I know

He iz quiet now.

trdrbear is typing…

trdrbear: u would understand if u had kids

nderivs: understand what?

He iz quiet now

trdrbear: I can’t let her have them

nderivs: I know

trdrbear: I would give anything

nderivs: I know

He iz quiet now

trdrbear: I don’t know what I’ll do if she gets them

nderivs: I know

nderivs: 30 sec

trdrbear: pick me up

Tha direct line rings. I pick it up.

“3000 Apr 120 calls, on the hop.”

I don’t hear him well. I ask him to repeat.

“FUCK, three thousand April 120 calls, come on!”

That iz tha first time he yelled at me.

I look over at Tod and Savage. Tod iz in a personal fast market, Savage still sitting with his hands under the desk.

“Savage! Three thousand May 120 calls!”

“APRIL 120 calls, WHAT THE FUCK,” says CN.

“I’m trying.”

“APRIL 120 calls,” I yell to Savage, correcting myself.

“Savage!” I yell.

Ppl on tha floor r starting to turn and look at me.

“ON THE FUCKING HOP I TOLD YOU TO MAKE A MARKET.” Sayz CN.

“SAVAGE!”

Still nothing. Hands under tha desk.

I have about had it with these fuckin people.

I slam tha phone down and storm across tha floor to see what tha fuck iz going on. I get to Savage and

and he looks at me, hiz tie matching hiz eyes, and

they are all glassy-looking. I have seen that look b4, and

Hiz hands are under tha desk. And

Tod looks at me out of tha corner of hiz eye, as he stamps a ticket, and

I remembered what he said when he got out of tha cab, and

he said I want to fuck you in your skinny ass.

and

I fucking knew it. Savage with his green eyes fucking came in his pants. and

Fucking Perverts I think but I don’t know if I said this or not. Ppl are looking at me so maybe that came out. and

I walk back to tha desk and

Tha phone iz sitting on tha desk, CN iz yelling so loud I can hear hiz voice from tha mouthpiece, standing up, and