10:00 am 6/5/2010

Kitchen. "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me" plays over the radio. THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL descends the stairs.

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
Smells good.

SVEN
Chorizo and eggs

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
I know.

SVEN
Yeah, I can only cook ....

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
... three things. Chorizo and eggs, potroast and Bananas Foster. Your dad taught you how to make all three because he said you should be able to assemble at least one great meal for a woman. You told me last night. I thought it was a kind of weird thing to admit to a girl on a first date.

SVEN
... even weirder to admit the morning after, I suppose. (Setting plate in front of her.) Chorizo and eggs.

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
No, I'm sorry we'll just have coffee.

SVEN
(It takes him a second. Thinking: oh my god, she's quoting from:) Midnight Run?

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
(Nods, smiles, and drinks from her coffee.)

SVEN
I suppose it's too early to propose.

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
That depends. Can I ask something. (Pause.) What is your name?

SVEN
(As Brando.) Names. I don't want a name ...

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
Last Tango in Paris.

SVEN
(Impressed again.) Seriously. Have my babies.

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
What was her name?

SVEN
I'm sorry.

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
The girl you were so desperately trying to exorcise from your pores last night. I watched you delete her photo from your Blackberry screen. Subtlety not your strong suit.

SVEN
I think I've forgotten it. (He kisses her.)

THE LIBRA FROM THE CONTINENTAL
You're welcome.

8:00 AM 6/5/2010


SVEN
(Muttering Chad's mantra from the night before:) The best way to get over someone is to get under someone new.

LIBRA GIRL FROM THE CONTINENTAL
(Stirring. She looks at Sven)
I think I was a tad over-served last night.

SVEN
Oh no. Did I turn into a pumpkin?

LIBRA GIRL FROM THE CONTINENTAL
(She smiles.) No. (She kisses him.) But ... I do have a confession to make.

SVEN
(Thinking: Oh no. Here it comes.) What?

LIBRA GIRL FROM THE CONTINENTAL
I lied to you. I don't like Pavement. I really fucking hate Pavement.

SVEN
(Laughs.) It wasn't even my t-shirt. Full disclosure: I don't even know who they are. My friends dressed me last night.

LIBRA GIRL FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE
(A tad confused, a tad hungover.) Are you colorblind?

SVEN
Something like that.

sigh. this too shall pass. i know. and i loved my friend alfredo's take, "you're a great guy. there are plenty of normal people out there that know what they want." yep. i wish i was one of them.

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