I could hear Jason on his phone arguing with someone.

"I don't have it right now. Things didn't work out the way I thought they would! Donny ya gotta be reasonable give me a few weeks, you know I'll make it right!"

Then  

"Fuck, motherfucking piece of shit!"

He slammed the door to the bathroom.

Later I could hear him tossing stuff around in the bedroom. 

"Fuck! Where is it?"

When he came out I said.

"Jason what's going on?"

" Aw Dad don't worry about it. It's all good."

But I could tell it wasn't.