==> Hex: Take care of your dumbfuck boyfriend. It's easy to go to Dave's hotel, the older Strider had given him the coordinates before. A sunny smile and a polite question and he's easily directed to Dave Strider's movie set. A couple more questions on set and he finds Dave's office. "Knock knock, it's your boyfriend delivery," Hex says, letting himself in. "Time to go back to the hotel and nap, come on." Hex crosses the room and kisses Dave. "No, you didn't tell me, but when a director has a job in LA involving minions and green screens, a guy can put two and two together without much help."













