They look at each other, laugh, and leave.
takes out his phone, looks at it, puts it back in his pocket. (Pause) Repeat. (Pause) Repeat. He pulls out a piece of paper and pen.
] “Hey. I’m sure you’ve been waiting for me all night…so”…no that’s not
Crosses out what he just wrote, pulls out another piece of paper and begins writingagain
Come here often?”
] God, could I be more cliché? [
Angrily crosses out what he just wrote
.] If I con
tinue down this path I’ll be asking her what her sign is...
With each new thought, he scribbles another note.
“It must have been a sign that you asked me here tonight.”
Beat, looks at his note.
, that’s horrendous!
Something playful? [
“Are you a tectonic plate on the east coast of Africa?Because I can see Djibouti shakin’!”
] No, damn it, this is worthless. [
Angrily,crumples paper into pocket and puts his head in his hands, in frustration.
]SAM: Wow, look at me sulking in a chair
. Maybe I’m doing this whole “party thing”
] Oh, well, haha, sorry.SAM:
So aren’t you going to ask me if I want a drink?
It’s only custom; what you’re supposed to do.
ED: Oh, haha, of course. Sorry. Want a drink? [
Picks one up for her
]SAM: No thank you. [
She promptly sits.
] When a lady sits, a man usually follows suit.ED: [
under his breath
You sure apologize a lot, don’t you?
worry about it. Just don’t say it if you don’t need to. It wears out
an astoundingly sacrosanct phrase.ED:
SAM: What did I just say?ED:
No, I was asking if “I’m sorry” was the
“astoundingly sacrosanct phrase.”
SAM: Oh, yes it was. Sorry. [