I was at the bar of the Gemma earlier this year with my gf waiting for our table (btw, Gemma -- meh), in walk Abrams and Zinczenko. I recognized Abrams from MSNBC and Zinc from Gawker. They appeared to be out on the prowl, at least, from what I could tell in how they were glancing at the ladies at the bar, including my gf.

I excuse myself for a moment to go to the men's room. When I get back my gf has an amused look on her face, I ask why. She tells me, that Abrams and Zinczenko sauntered over to the bar next to her while I was away, ostensibly to order a few drinks. While chatting up my gf, which included who they were and what they did, Abrams ordered a cranberry juice and Zinc ordered a chardonnay, I believe. At hearing their drink order, my gf scoffed/snickered at them in her biting Russian way. Cowed at this low level mockery, they walked away while I was returning from the men's room.

They left the bar shortly after, I do not believe either of them finished their drinks.

That's all I got. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

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FLACK A: "So, who are we getting?"

FLACK B: "Apparently, he used to edit at Gawker!"

FLACK A: "Wait, it's Choire Sicha?"

FLACK B: "What? No."

FLACK A: "Alex Balk!"

FLACK B:"No."

FLACK A: "...uh...Josh Stein?"

FLACK B: "No."

FLACK A: "...ok, you're sure isn't she?"

FLACK B: "No, they said he."

Suddenly, the door creaks open.

FLACK A:"Here he i--who the hell are you?"

Enter...

LUCAS: "I'm Lucas Woodwater."

FLACK B: "...Who?"

LUCAS: "I edited Screenhead."

FLACK A: "What?"

LUCAS: "...it was the blog that posted the videos."

FLACK B: "You worked at Best Week Ever?"

LUCAS: "No, no. Screenhead."

FLACK A: "We are fucked."

FLACK B: "Utterly."

LUCAS: "So...listen, someone told me you guys were looking to get the word out there. I've heard about this thing called a Dag or something."

FLACK A: "Oh Jesus Christ.

LUCAS: "And, uh..."

FLACK B: "Abrams hired you?"

LUCAS: "What? No, some kid called me and said I had work again. It was great."

[Scene.]

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