RYAN: Can you believe we graduated last week.
(Sally coughing.)
SALLY: A fucking relief.
(Ryan takes a hit from the bong.)
SALLY: I mean, high school wasn't the ideal time for me.
(Ryan coughing.)
RYAN: Yeah, I guess, but we had each other!
SALLY: No, we didn't.
RYAN: What do you mean?
SALLY: I mean, you were always dating some new bimbo!
(Sally and Ryan start to inch towards each other as the argument gets more heated.)
RYAN: I was not! Take that back-Sally!
SALLY: Oh, sorry Ryan, I shouldn't have used the word bimbo, maybe something else along the lines of, oh, whore!
RYAN: What the hell!?
SALLY: Like Jessica for example, I mean it was the 9th grade, but come on!
RYAN: Those "whores" were your friends!
(Sally backs off of Ryan.)
SALLY: Yeah... Well.
(Beat.)
SALLY: It was a joke! I got you! It was a joke. I pranked you because, you're high.
(Beat.)
RYAN: Sally, are you jealous?
(Beat.)
SALLY: What?! No! I mean, yeah, but it's not a big deal!
RYAN: What do you mean it's not a big deal
SALLY: I just mean, that, well. I always went to the dances alone back in high school.
RYAN: Did you want me to, uh, ask you to the dance?
SALLY: Oh, thanks Ryan, but your invitation is a few months late.
(Ryan and Sally laugh.)
SALLY: Ryan Rockly, last week we were just kids, in high school. It's like when you reach a certain age and you no longer feel like you are that age, like when I turned 16 I didn't feel 16, I just felt like me. I guess that's what graduating feels like, like something huge has happened, but I don't feel the impact of it just yet. Unfazed, I guess. My point is, I'm stoned and this is so hard for me to explain, but you, you are my favorite person to smoke weed with.
RYAN: Thanks Sal! You're my favorite smoking buddy too!
SALLY: No, you don't understand! I could smoke with anyone, literally anyone! But I only want to smoke with, you.
RYAN: Well you don't only smoke with me, you smoked with that theatre kid Tom once!
SALLY: No, you aren't understanding.
RYAN: Sal, I'm really high, but what is this? Are you like in love with me or what are you hinting at?
SALLY: Would it be so bad if I was?
(Beat.)
(Awkwardly Ryan wipes his glasses off and begins to clap.)
RYAN: That was a scene, right? Or some kind of bit? Because, Brava! You almost had me there for a sec.
(Ryan takes another hit from the bong.)
SALLY: Yeah, you got me. A scene. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
ACT ONE
Start from the beginning
