Black Love: The Chronicles

9

(London walks in the house.)

(Chris) You're home early. How was work?

(London) Why didn't you wake me up?

(Chris) Okay, Hi would be a normal response back.

(London) Don't play with me right now. Why did you wake me?

(Chris) I don't know, London. I figured you would drink responsibly. I left you the remedies on the stove.

(London) That's not the point.

(Chris) What is the point then?

(London) Admit it. You did it on purpose.

(Chris) Do you hear yourself right now.

(London) I hear myself perfectly.

(Chris) What the hell is wrong with you?

(London) You don't respect me and you don't respect my job, Chris.

(Chris) Now I know your crazy. What's really going on?

(London walks off.) Nothing.

(Chris mutters to himself. He packs the rest of his up to go to work and heads out the door.)

(Meanwhile Chris is a manager of food preservative company. He quietly make his way pass all the workers as one person notices him acting weird. He goes to his office and sit at his desk all distraught. An employee knocks on the door.)

(Chris) Come in!

(The employee walks in.)

(Chris) Oh. Hey, Nastasha. What can do for you?

(Nastasha) Me? You're the one that looks like you lost your best friend.

(Chris) I'm fine. I just got a lot on going on right now.

(Nastasha) You know me and some of the co-workers are going for drinks tonight. You think you might be interested?

(Chris) I don't know. I mean I got a lot stuff to organize since the systems are down. I got to do this all on paper.

(Nastasha) Well, What if I assist you and help you organize whatever you need to get done, Would you go then?

(Chris) I'm not a night person.

(Nastasha) Come on. Live a little for a once.

(Chris) I happen to be a married man.

(Nastasha) But you never said a happily married man. I'm sure your wife wouldn't mind since she comes in all hours of the night.

(Chris) I really do regret telling you that tibit.

(Nastasha) I tell you what. If I help you then you have to have one drink with me, Just one. So do you say?

(Chris) Just one?

(Nastasha) Just one.

(Chris) I choose the spot, Deal? (Two shake hands.)

(Nastasha) Deal.

(Chris) Well grab a chair and lets get to work.