A scene without a home
Andrea and Susan sit at Andrea’s kitchen table in her smallish apartment. The two women stare at a home pregnancy kit box sitting between them.
Andrea: How much time is left?
Susan (looking at her watch): Two minutes.
Andrea: Wow. Time is moving slowly.
Susan: Yup. Maybe we should talk about something else.
Andrea: Sure. What?
Susan: Did you see “Studio 60” last night?
Andrea: Yeah. I adore it.
Susan: How cute is the “Danny” character?
Andrea: I LOVED it when he was getting people to writer letters of recommendation to get Jordan to date him.
Susan: Me too!
Andrea: I’d love for a guy to make some big declaration of love for me. You know? Like one of those “movie moments.” Lloyd Dobbler with a ghetto blaster on his head. Or just the PERFECT speech. Something.
Susan: You could be the one that makes the grand romantic gesture. Women do it too.
Andrea: I suppose…
Susan: Like Julia Roberts in that movie.
Andrea: The one where she is… just a girl, standing in front of a boy, running away from a wedding, while fighting against polluters and being a hooker with a heart of gold?
Susan: Sounds like the one.
Andrea: Yeah, maybe.
Susan checks her watch. Andrea taps her fingers on the table.
Susan: Who did you say this cd was?
Andrea: Lilly Allen.
Susan: She’s good.
Susan’s watch starts beeping. Andrea is up like a shot and running out of the room. Susan resets her watch. Lilly Allen sings. Two neighbours argue.
Andrea sticks her head back in the doorway.
Andrea: The chocolate chip cookies are done! Let’s eat them while they are hot!
Susan: Yay! Oh… what about the pregnancy test? Aren’t you going to take it?
Andrea: Screw it. I probably won’t get much pregnanter overnight.
Susan: Good point. Let’s watch a movie. I have a strange urge to watch something with–
Andrea: Julia Roberts?
Andrea: Me too!