GEORGIA'S FATHER|
(slurring drunkenly)
Get the - get the - aw, for fuck's sake!

Georgia continues eating, keeping an eye on her father as she does so.

He lifts a remote and turns off the television before standing and tromping towards his daughter. She surreptitiously puts down her spoon, swallowing the last bite of her cereal and trying to appear as though she has not been and is not watching him.

He spins around the chair next to Georgia and sits on it backward, facing his daughter.

GEORGIA'S FATHER
(quietly)
My team lost.

GEORGIA
I'm sorry.

GEORGIA'S FATHER
(disgustedly)

No, you're not, you dumb bitch.

He stands and stomps over to the fridge, where he grabs a beer and fumbles with a bottle opener before getting the cap off. He flicks it at Georgia, and she flinches as it hits the side of her face.