[Previously standing amongst the onlookers, Nandor emerges from the crowd like Big Bird in a video game cut scene. His expression is absolutely glowing with excitement to see Laszlo and his terribly ugly vehicle.
Nandor pads over, barely acknowledging the other man as he circles his vehicle to inspect it.]
Ambwoolansay. [He reads the writing in a soft voice, noticing that the van is askew when he does.]
I did not think you were coming, Laszlo. [He says morosely, lifting the corner of his van and pulling it in, adjusting it carefully so it aligns. It's still parked illegally, but he doesn't know shit or fuck about that.]
It has been almost twenty days or more. [It has not.]
PANORAMA I: THE BLOCKINATING
Nandor pads over, barely acknowledging the other man as he circles his vehicle to inspect it.]
Ambwoolansay. [He reads the writing in a soft voice, noticing that the van is askew when he does.]
I did not think you were coming, Laszlo. [He says morosely, lifting the corner of his van and pulling it in, adjusting it carefully so it aligns. It's still parked illegally, but he doesn't know shit or fuck about that.]
It has been almost twenty days or more. [It has not.]