David and Marcel enter a bar bathroom as a live band hammers through the walls. In a cramped stall, Marcel produces a vial of cocaine and pitches it as a shortcut — to the same confidence and ambition David just confessed he’s missing. What begins as casual talk turns transactional. Prices change. Terms are revised. Vials get mixed up. When David panics, Marcel insists he’s already too far gone. The space feels smaller by the minute, Marcel blocking the door and introducing new rules as the situation thickens inside the noise and sweat.