Bryan is laughing as he comes from around Eric's desk. The two men hug each other briefly.

“Big B!”

“What's up, my brotha?”

“Man, I'm good.”

Bryan pops Eric's collar.

“See you still love to dress.”

“Success and perks of making money and a good tailor.”

The two men laugh.

“Look at you, B! You don't seem to be hurting in Atlanta.”

“No, my Brutha, I can't complain!”

“That's great. Excuse me.”

“Go handle your business, playa.”

Eric steps outside of his office to briefly talk to Pam.

“Excuse me, Pam? Can you please bring us some coffee?”

Pam looks relieved but says jokingly.

“Are we okay? If I do this?”

Eric laughs.

“Yes, Ma'am, you are off the hook.”

Pam smiles as she rises up from behind her desk to get them coffee.

“Okay, then.”

Eric returns to his office where Bryan has taken a seat.

Eric slides behind his desk.

“Now, what's going on in the ATL?”
“Same ole stuff different day.”

“I hear ya, my Brutha. How's your daughter?”

“Getting bigger each passing day and more beautiful.”