The Nephew is depressed, he's moving out from his girlfriend. He's "moved out" before, or made pretenses of moving out, always changing his mind at the last minute. But this time it's set, he's moving out, and every day he's looking at places in the neighborhood.
He only wants to spend about $300.00 a month for a room, "I'm never home" is his rationale, he's right, but $300.00 a month doesn't buy you much, as he's finding out.
He's got some amusing descriptions of the crack houses he's looked at so far, a little skit he does where the landlord shows him around some depressing hole of a house, then when it comes time to show him his room makes a pretense of opening the door an inch and then closing it...
"I want to see inside" he protests, and the landlord again opens the door another inch, then closes it. He says that he wants to step inside, look around it, the landlord drops the price, originally it was listed at $425 a month, but he can have it for $350, heck, $300 a month, they like him, if only he won't go inside....
In the end he gets inside the room, a urine and sweat soaked mattress on the floor, the landlord stands there sheepishly, looking at the floor - he's black, the landlord, and the nephew uses this prove how bad the room is: "You know what it takes to embarrass a black guy? They don't embarrass that easy...."
Meanwhile he's staying with his girlfriend. They've just had make-up sex, he throws $20 on the bed and tells her he's done and she should get out, It's a grand and empty gesture, this doesn't go down so well, it is, after all, her place, and while she lies on the bed he walks into the living room to scratch his balls and ask her new roommate if she "want's some?"....
He needs a new place.