Greg T is sitting at his white office desk. there is an ambient noise of an office, people typing, muted converstions. We see his desk with a little box-robot, a stark contrast to his white desk. A red stapler, a reference to the office space. Jeff, his boss, a large guy with a ponny tail, walks by:

- You have a minute?
- Sure.

They walk to a conference room in the back corner from Greg's desk. They walk to the conference room. Muted ambient office noise, the door closes, jeff with his pig like red face and a ponny tail faces Greg. Camera zooms on Jeff

- You know that Jerome is leaving
- yes
- As you have noticed, I strived to have the people reporting to me organized into 4-5 people teams. Jerome was leading your team. What do you think about his departure?
- I think its gonna be tough for the team.
- I think so too. With this, I wanted to ask what is your grand plan for your career. The big, bold, bodacious plan?
- Well, what do you have in mind?
- I think I need a new center of leadership in the team.But I need someone who is reliable, and who's gonna stick around through this time of change. Do you think you are up to the challenge?
- i think with some support I could take on the new role.
- Great. We will announce it on monday.
- Is this a promotion?
- yes.
- thank you

Greg walks to his desk. He is obviously delighted. He looks around the team, there is bunch of people sitting at their desks. He looks over them with a victorious glance. He sits down.
Camera shows Gmail interface.

- Dear Jackie. Thank you for getting back to me. While the offer for a Senior Manager at Google is tempting, there have been recent advances here at yahoo, and I think I am going to stay here for the opportunities that the recent growth offers. Thank you once again and hope we work together again.

Regards
Greg

Gregs iphone rings with the familiar message sound.

Message Exchange:

- From Nima: Happy hour?
- Greg: Yeah. Lets rage. I am getting promoted
- No shit. Congrats bro!
- Thanks bro!
- 7 at 620 Jones?
- Right on.

Music, San Francisco Skyline, zooms in to a a bar with a patio. Girls walking by, Greg T, in a suit but plaid shirt is slyly smiling at them. The hot girls ignore him. Some smiles from okay girls in the crowd. Greg is sipping bubbly from a flute. Music. Nima character shows up with a hot blonde, Ashley. Ashley is Nima's girlfriend.

-Asheley: Saber Kittens meow meow. makes a claw sign with her hand
- Greg: saber kittens whatever. Hows it going?
- Good. Nima told me you got promoted?
- Almost. Will be announced monday.
- And Google offer?
- Turned down.
- We need champagne
- Hell Yeah!

Ashey and Nima walk away to get champagne. Greg notices a tall brunette in a group of chubby girls. They make eye contact. Greg at fist hesistsnat, but with more confidence walks up to her
- You look extra lovely tonight
- Extra lovely? Is that even a compliment?
- Well, i just saw you from across there, and had to come say hi. Where are you from?
- Russia
- Oh nice. you speak russian?
.. flirting in russian ensues...
- so what do you do?
- I am an accountant
... flirting continues..
- Whts your name
- Inessa
- nice to meet you. you wanna hang out ater tonight?
- probably no. gonna go home to sleep.
- too bad. Were gonna go bar hop.

greg, ashley and nima are partying in town. Greg is doing crazy moves. At some point they go a club. Nima opens a little box with molly. All three do molly. Greg notices inessa in the crowd, she sees him too, they walk to each other in the dance flloor and start making out. They keep on dancing. Cut, they are in the bedroom. Cut all four are on the beach, next morning, listening to some music. Nima rolls a joint. Ashley is smoking. Inessa is basking under the sun.

- Nima: I was reading this article in NYT, that pot is legal in Colorado
- Greg: Yeah, everyone is opening a dispensary there. Its like starting a startup.
- Nima: Yeah, but they have a cash problem there
- What you mean?
- Well, the pot is legal in colorado. Its legal to have it, its legal to sell it, for all purposes its like booze. But, when you take the moneys and take them to the bank, to put on your account to your say electricity, banks dont accept it, cause they are federal. and federal pot is illegal pot, got it?
- Yeah. So how do they do it?
- They dont. they are sitting on piles of cash, and no way to clean it.
- No laundering?
- nope.
- whoever figures it out makes a bank.
- yeah.
Inessa(stoned. half asleep):
- set up a charity.
-Nima What you mean.
- charities can take up anonymous cash.
Nima and Greg look at each other.
- Greg takes a hit: Dude, this is genious. We set up a charity in colorado, say pot growers charity. Dispenasies bring cash to us. We take the money, and lend them the money at 0% for 20 years.
They get the money from the charity, go pay for the electriciy and wahtever. This is a scheme!
All four drink more champagne, Greg and Inessa make love, and more drugs.

Cut the next day.

Same white desk. Greg is obviously hangover/ Same box robot, contrast to white desk. Ambient sound. Calendar invite popup, "Yahoo All Hands".
Cut to a meeting, 40 people in attendance. Jeff is talking
- Id like to mention Greg who championed our recent project and let to a successful completion our Q4 goal, and Mike A, who has been de facto leading the effort. With this we would to make this promotion official and name Mike A as the lead for the analytics manager. Congratulations Mike.

A nerdy white guy stands up and does a bowing move. Applause. Greg's face is blank. People shuffle out of the room. Greg stands up last and catches Jeff by the door while he's about to leave the room.

-G: What the fuck?
-A: Dont take it personally please.
- You told me I was getting promoted?
- Well I talked to the CEO, and they want you working on your current project.
- But we talked on friday! I turned down Google for you!
- I am sorry Greg. When me and the CEO talked on friday after our conversation, he told me I cant afford making you a manager. You arte doing a great work at your current position and we would like you to continue.

Jeff turns and walks out. Greg flips a bird behind him.

Same white desk.
Message from Nima:
- Nima: Congrats?
- Greg: No.
- ?
- Tell you later
- I was thinking about that Colorado thing. It will work, I am sure.
- Youre the new money laundering king?
- Yeah. Talk to Inessa?
- Okay

Message from Inessa:

- Hey baby i missed you. You make me happy
- Dinner tonight?
- Sure.

Inessa and Gurgen having a dinner.
- Sodo you think that colorado thing will work?
- Yes, its money laundering, but if you do research it will work.
- I am tired of tech.
- Oh baby why?
- too much politics.
- well, as they say, if you dont do politics the politics will do you
- I rather do you baby.

Cut. Gregs bedroom. 2:45Aam. inessa is sleeping. greg is texting to nima:
- Nessa says it will work
- yeah?
- yeah.
- You wanna do it?
- umm.. maybe? i dont care abot this all.
- Lets drive there tomorrow.
- You kidding?
- yeah, take a day off. we fly.

Cut. Sfo. Plane taking off. Denver.
Nima and Greg in a car
- and so I am fingering her right, and she is all moaning, and shit and she all ikinky and then she stops, and the she says: have you tried with your fist? and this tiny asian girl right, and I show her my huge fist and ask her - have you seen my fist?
Banter cotinues.