Kitchen. 5 AM.
J: Are you awake already? Before dawn?
X: I don't see what interest it is of yours.
J: Do you want some coffee? I just brewed a pot.
X: You brewed a pot!?! I set it up last night.
J: Ah yes, so you did. I guess I forgot.
X: Or you wanted to take credit for something you actually didn't do.
J: Why are you awake so early? You didn't wake up just to burn bridges did you?
X: Leave me alone. I'm going to the lake.
M: Good morning early bird! Up to catch some worms for breakfast.
X: God! I wish everyone would just lay off.
J: I'm sorry you're feeling grumpy...
X: I'm not grumpy! I'm trying to focus.
M: If you need to focus, maybe you should grab your camera and go take some photos of the sunrise.
X: Your puns bore me to death. I'm going to the lake to watch the geese.
J: Watch where you step. They tend to poop along the lakefront path.
M: What's your interest in geese?
X: I'm observing their behavior.
J: Ducks are so much nicer to watch.
X: I really don't care for your opinion regarding waterfowl.
S: Are you ready to go?
X: I just need to grab my camera.
S: Alright, hurry up then, we've gotta go!
-- (X and S leave through the back door)
M: Who in the hell was that?
J: His new girlfriend?
M: Did she stay overnight?
J: I don't know. I was asleep before ten.
M: Before the news came on?
J: Before Jimmy Kimmel and David Letterman.
M: They're on after the news.
J: I don't know. I fell asleep on the couch.
M: Did you brew the coffee? It tastes perfect.
J: Yeah, I'm getting better at it, wouldn't you say?
M: This is the best damn coffee you've ever made. You brewed it yourself?
J: Yup. First thing when I entered the kitchen. (beat)
M: It tastes as good as when Xavier brews it.
J: Oh yeah, he said he set it up last night. Could have sworn I started it this morning.
M: All you have to do is flip the switch, that's the easy part. Grinding the beans, Measuring the ratio of water to coffee grounds. Using a clean filter and cleaning the coffee maker...
J: Okay, okay. Just drink your damn coffee in peace.
M: I'm going to see if the newspaper boy has ridden past our place yet.
J: Yeah, yeah. Whatever just leave me in peace.
-- (M steps out of the kitchen space)
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