Where'd you go

GUY is unpacking boxes in his new office. He admires the view. EX-BOSS enters. He looks he has been punched in the left eye, very hard, over and over again.

EX-BOSS
Hey, GUY, I’m glad I found you.

GUY
EX-BOSS?

EX-BOSS
Yeah, I thought I’d find you here.

GUY
What happened to your eye?

EX-BOSS
I just wanted you to know that I’m very serious about having you come back to the gas station.

GUY
I’m sorry, EX-BOSS, but I quit. I got a better job.

EX-BOSS
That hurts me, that stings. I mean, OK, I understand, you’re not going to work in a gas station your whole life. But you were a valuable asset, we liked having you around.

GUY
Well, I appreciate that, but—

EX-BOSS
Just hear me out.

EX-BOSS pauses. He is panting.

GUY
Do you want something for your eye? Or, sit down, at least.

EX-BOSS
I think you’ll be very impressed with what you’re going to see.

EX-BOSS pulls a map out of his pocket and unfolds it.

EX-BOSS
We’re opening up another gas station, same franchise, across the street. More pumps, better store, CAR WASH. The works.

EX-BOSS cannot unfold the map.

GUY
And you’re closing the old place down?

EX-BOSS
No, we’re going to keep them both open.

GUY
That doesn’t make a lot of sense.

EX-BOSS
We need you back, GUY. We need you behind the counter of this new store.

GUY
I have a salary now.

EX-BOSS
Well I can’t compete with that, I’ll be honest.

Pus begins to seep out of the wound around EX-BOSS’s eye.

GUY
Maybe you should get some ice for that eye.

EX-BOSS
Where’d you go, GUY, I can’t see you anymore.