Enter ANFERNEE (a night manager, of Italian ancestry, at Theseus Family Restaurant), HIPPOLEESHA (a great big ol' gal from Florida) , PHIL OSTRATE (wedding planner), and Attendants into a trailer park playground. The sound of an ice cream truck can be heard in the distance ANFERNEE Listen here, you fine bitch: our wedding reception Is gonna be here in no damn time. I can barely wait to get my paycheck So we can finally seal this fuckin' deal, My shit is on fire for you I been going around with a half chub for weeks over this. HIPPOLEESHA Four days to put this shit together, boo; Four nights for my mama to finish those dresses; And then it gonna be motherfuckin' magical The motherfuckin' angels themselves are gonna shit Because we done this up so tight ANFERNEE Go, Phil Ostrate, Round up the choicest Athenian youths for fuckery; Roust their asses, in the spirit of getting turnt; Any party poopers or narcs: fuck 'em; Them goth kids at the diner can cry in t