*Jillian shakes her head, and drags on her cigarette.*
Jillian: My home is gone, I don't even know how to go back. Most I can do is my job, serve the white... serve the tower. 
*She looks skyward, almost as if she is trying to see something that isn't there.*

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John: I'm not stupid-
Laura: But you are drunk!
John: Shut up, you're a bloody op!
Laura: A what?
*John drunkenly gets up, and walks towards Laura who looks afraid.*