Argument (Skit)

*Phone rings*
Boyfriend: Pick it up, pick it up
Eve: Relax, dawg. (Hello?, Hello?)
Boyfriend: Pick it up, you don't be picking up the phone when I'm around all time lately and all that shit, man. Shit going to your head and all that- don't forget where the fuck you came from
Eve: Yeah nigga, not from you, relax
Boyfriend: You know what?
Eve: *Sighs* What?
Boyfriend: We gone have to talk about this later?
Eve: *Whispers* He on his period, yo. Huh, nah, Ima hit you back, Ima hit you back. Ima hit you right back. Aight, yeah
Boyfriend: What you say, what you say, what you say? Who that you talking all crazy on the phone to- who was that?
Eve: Oh my god! Why is you trippin'? Damn we go through this every fucking night!
Boyfriend: What do you mean every night you don't pick up the phone sometimes
You hiding and shit. Who was that on the phone?
Eve: Dawg, I'm a busy woman!
Boyfriend: You are busy, ever since you came back from California you all
Hollywood and shit, Diva shit and all that. Every time I gotta go through all
Of this with you! You ain't been acting like that!
Eve: Nigga is you for real? No that's you! You acting like a girl, dawg. Why is you acting like a broad?
Boyfriend: Hold on, hold on first of all, watch your mouth
Eve: What?
Boyfriend: Talking all crazy and everything like I'm acting nigga give you a little extra attention, you start acting like a nigga stressing you and all that too much
Eve: You know what? Keep your attention, dawg...please! I get enough attention
Boyfriend: Oh, keep my attention? See all that shit
Eve: Yeah! And in a matter of fact, roll out!
Boyfriend: Oh, roll out?
Eve: Yeah, roll out!
Boyfriend: Well, fuck it, I'm rolling then