Willa Ford

Trent: [to Clay] I would probably leave soon before I get pissed off and, you know...

Clay Miller: Yeah?

Trent: Yeah.

[looks from Clay to door, seemingly tough]

Clay Miller: [unfazed] What happens then?

Lawrence: I got business I gotta do this weekend.

Chelsea: What business?

Lawrence: Music. I'm trying to start a label.

Chelsea: Oh, yeah? Like what kind? Like rap?

Lawrence: Why you gotta go racial? Look, don't put me in a box, all right? What, because I'm black I can't listen to Green Day?

Chelsea: You're right, that was dumb. So, what kind of music?

Lawrence: Rap.