EXT. ASTOR APARTMENT
One Week Later...

Several cars and one motorcycle have parked outside the apartment building where Hertz and his daughter live. His door is after a set of metal stairs.

Inside is a couch bed for Hertz, where Turp and Gavri sit. Hertz himself stands in the sparsely-equipped kitchen. Harley and Calliophie look through a dress catalogue on Harley's bed in the only bedroom, where everything is painted pink and still smells a little like fumes. Glitter has broken containment, and leaks out on the floors. Back in the kitchen, Hertz sets a large, mail-delivered package on the table. Turp and Gavri watch as he struggles to open it by hand, prying his fingers unsuccessfully into packing tape.

Hertz
(Annoyed.) Turp, why is Gavri here? Where are your parents?

Turp
They're visiting my sister in the states for a while. They told me to bring the lad, says he's got "memory like a camera", good for planning. Not one of my many strengths, so.

Hertz
I'M the wedding planner.

Turp
Right, well, he's your assistant then.

Hertz
(Still struggling.) I don't NEED an assistant!

Turp
But imagine if you had one, that fateful day, when a child was tragically burned. You'd probably still have a job, and then none of us would be here.

Hertz
(Sighs.) Well, you're right about that.

Gavri gets up and grabs a knife from the drawer.

Hertz
(Sarcastically.) Is that for my back?

Gavri side-eyes him and cuts the package open, then sits back down. Hertz opens the package, and finds a brochure for a Hawaiian vacation.

Hertz
What the...

Hertz grabs an envelope from the box, opens it, and reads the letter inside.

Hertz
"Dear Herzog and Harley, this is a letter from Grandpa Heinz. I have taken the liberty of planning a stellar vacation for you and your wedding party, and invite you all to bring the ceremony to my new home-town: Star Bay, Hawaii. Enclosed is a token of my gratitude for your perseverance with your recent struggles, which were detailed in your local paper. A great grandfather could not ask for a more exciting way to learn this news-" OH, god DAMN it. He's pissed at me, I can tell.

Hertz looks at a cheque that falls out, and picks it up, squinting. His eyes light up.

Hertz
Six hundred and sixty-six thousand DOLLARS?! Holy moly, that's enough to buy a mansion!

Turp shoots off the couch, and bounces over to look, with a big grin on his face. He tries to take the cheque with two fingers.

Turp
(Excited.) Well well well, what do we have here?! Party favors, that's what!!

He points dramatically to Gavri.

Turp
(Pumping his fist.) Looks like a bachelor's night and breakfast after, hell yeah!!

Hertz yanks the cheque away from him.

Hertz
It's not for you, ya booze-ape. It's for the wedding, and plane tickets. My dad wants this thing to really kick, so he can show up and gloat about it. And make ME feel like SHIT.

Turp
Right, okay. But two strippers? It's a tropical island!

Hertz glares at him.

Turp
(Leaning on the table, praying.) One stripper. She can fill a seat at rehearsal! And wear a hula skirt.

Hertz
What the hell does my daughter see in you?

Harley, chewing gum, saunters out with her second-in-command on-path. She puts her arm around Turp while Calliophie stands watch, arms crossed.

Harley
Lay off, daddy. He's the love of my life, and stuff.

Calliophie looks at Gavri, who averts his eyes out of fear and respect.

Harley
So what's this about Hawaii?

Hertz
Your grandfather has arranged for us to travel for your wedding, so he can attend. It also said your mother will be there, and probably your brother, too.

Harley
(Nodding.) Sweet, I love Mom. Haven't seen her in like... a decade. Or two. When do we leave?

Hertz checks another sheet from the envelope.

Hertz
(Scanning the page.) According to this itinerary... three days from now.

Turp
Who can we bring?

Hertz
Each of us can bring one guest.

Turp
Damn, I was gonna ring up my lads. My chunkies.

Hertz

Your what?

Turp

My chunky monkeys! Drinking buddies.

Hertz
(Bitterly.) I don't care if you bring the chunkiest monkey you can find, as long as you don't bring GAVRIAL.

Turp
(Snapping.) Great idea! He's my best man, he is.

Harley still wrapped around him, Turp turns to Gavri. Gavri pauses.

Gavri
I just started a new job, and my boss is my grandfather, so...

Hertz
Yeah! You can't flake on your grandfather. It's not responsible!

Turp
Nonsense, gramps will understand. Parents always do, right Hertzy?

Hertz palms his face and groans. He pivots over to the fridge, and digs out a slice of leftover cheesecake. He leans against the counter and takes a bite, not looking at anyone anymore. Turp looks at him, then at the cheesecake expectantly, and he doesn't look back.

Turp
Right, it's settled then. Babe, who's your plus one?

Harley
(Thinking, looking up. Really pondering.) Hmmm...

The view focuses on Harley thinking, with Calliophie behind her, looking confused. The lens is screw-turned so it's clear on Harley, and blurry on Calliophe. Then it clears on Callie, but blurs on Harley, showing us Callie waiting anxiously to be named. Wondering why it's taking so long. Then it clears back onto Harley.

Harley
I might bring Syb and Jeff. Dad, can I use your plus one?

Calliophie
(Upset.) Harley!!

Harley
(Turning around to look.) What? Oh, right. Yeah, I'll bring Callie. She's my bestie, for life and all time and whatever.

Turp
Who are you bringing, dad?

Hertz
(Still eating cheesecake.) Don't call me that.

INT. MOONSHINE HOSPITAL – THE NEXT DAY

Gavri and Turp sit in the waiting room, one chair apart. Turp's hands are between his knees, and Gavri is reading a magazine. Turp switches seats to be closer to Gavri, and lets out a big sigh.

Turp
I'm so nervous.

Gavri
Me too, man.

Turp
For real?

Gavri
Oh yeah.

Turp
(Reaching for a hug.) Oh, you don't know what that means to me.

Gavri
(Hugging back.) There... there. Big guy.

Dr. Castor Vida wheels Harley out on a wheelchair. She stands up, and her abdomen is still perfectly flat.

Harley
Thanks, I really didn't feel like walking.

Dr. Vida
It's no problem at all, Harley. Anything for my Callie's friend, and an expecting mother at that.

Turp
(Standing up.) So doc, how's she looking under the hood?

Dr. Vida
She is four weeks along, according to her urine sample. You're very lucky to have caught it this early!

Turp
(Walking over.) Blessed, even.

Harley
Totes.

Dr. Vida
I imagine you've got a lot of planning to do.

Turp
(Scratching his chin.) The wedding's all done and booked, actually. Why, you wanna come? Be my best man?

The view focuses on Gavri, looking annoyed behind Turp, then back on Turp.

Dr. Vida
No, I meant... for your child. Have fun, though. Thanks for the invite.

Turp
Any time!

Dr. Vida nods and walks away, and Turp holds Harley's hands.

Turp
We're gonna be parents! In just eight months! Aren't you excited?

Harley
(Chewing gum.) For sure.

Calliophie walks quietly into the room, from the same hallway as her friend and dad. She sighs and sits next to Gavrial, arms crossed.

Callie
My dad seems excited.

Gavri
He sure does.

Callie
Are YOU excited?

Gavri
I'm mortified.

Callie
Why, you don't wanna be uncle to Hertz's grandchild?

Gavri
I just can't understand... them. It's more than an age gap, it's...

Callie
Like a princess marrying a sasquatch?

Gavri
Exactly.

A Reel Change to that very scene begins to happen, but it's interrupted abruptly.

Turp
We can hear you.

Awkward silence.