Two immaculate white guys, both late twenties, in crisp, early-spring outerwear. They stand very close together, holding the bar.
Pea Coat: Seriously I have to take two naps a day these days because there’s so much going on.
Scarf: Uh-hunh.
Pea Coat: I don’t take two naps a day.
Scarf: I do.
Pea Coat: I don’t but I would if I could.
Scarf: I took a little nap in the opera back there.
Pea Coat: Hello. (little pause) True, I’m a passionate person? Which is sometimes read as dramatic? But I don’t have a choice, it’s my truth.
Scarf: It is your truth.
Pea Coat: I have to live. If I feel something I have to live it. If I like someone and I find out they’re sleeping with someone else I’m going to say something about it which can come across as dramatic but I’m sorry, it’s who I am. You’re the same way. You’re the same way.
Scarf: I’m dramatic. When I do something or say something and someone says “You’re being dramatic” I’m like, Okay, we are no longer dating.
Pea Coat: Exactly.
Scarf: If someone says “You’re being dramatic” I’m like first of all I’m offended, that’s my profession, and second of all?
Pea Coat: Exactly.
Scarf: Right? I’m like second of all I make money off of this. Or I could. I don’t but I could.
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