mariefel: hey stranger!
maria lippie: (looks at mariefel dully) you screeched? (laughs at the stricken look on mariefel’s face) what’s up fee?
mariefel: how many times do i have to tell you?! do NOT call me fee!!!
maria lippie: (laughing hysterically)
mariefel: fine. i’ll call you lee then.
maria lippie: that’s fine with me. (sighs)
mariefel: okay. out with it.
maria lippie: out with what?
marifel: you have been staring at the exact same spot for thirty minutes. let me tell you babe, staring into space is sooo last century. it’s either you shave your head or flashing some paparazzi and because i know you are a goody goody then you’ll have to settle for shaving your head.
maria lippie: you’re crazy!
mariefel: so not!
maria lippie: i don’t have the money for a ritzy rehab like britney.
mariefel: then talk to me. my services are for free.
maria lippie: how is your Irish hottie by the way?
mariefel: still Irish. (snaps) Stop changing the subject!
maria lippie: god you’re a pushover. I don’t know why i put up with you.
mariefel: that’s because you need me you twit! now out with it.
maria lippie: i screwed up okay! happy now?! and don’t ask me what happened. you were there.
mariefel: yes. i was sitting in one corner wishing you’d make the right decision. when are you going to stop this lee? when you’re old and gray and you’re filled with too much remorse?
maria lippie: no. of course not. can’t you tell i’m trying?
mariefel: yeah i can tell but please make it soon. i don’t know how much you can take.
maria lippie: i know. this ends now.
mariefel: (snorts) yeah right.
maria lippie: can you a least be a little supportive?
mariefel: i will if i can see a little progress.
maria lippie: (yells) fine!
mariefel: fine! why are you yelling?!
maria lippie: you’re unbelievable! (stomps away)
mariefel: this is the second time that you walked out on me. don’t think i’m taking this lightly, young lady! (shakes head) kids these days…
