William lies down on the couch and stretches out, his back to Nina.
WILLIAM: Jenna’s a pain.
WILLIAM: Come on! She is! She took your hat.
NINA: You gave it to your girlfriend.
WILLIAM: She’s not my girlfriend. She doesn’t care. She’ll give it back. But Jenna? She’s a brat. Isn’t she? Tell the truth.
NINA: I’ll tell you, I hardly know her.
WILLIAM: You hang out together.
NINA: We work at the same store.
WILLIAM: You gave her a ride home.
NINA: So what!
WILLIAM: You went to the coffee shop with her. Last weekend. To hear that crappy band.
NINA: She told you about that?
WILLIAM: I was there.
NINA: That’s where I saw you.
WILLIAM: Uh huh. See? She’s your friend.
NINA: Big deal if she is. But she’s not.
WILLIAM: Have you noticed how stupid she is?
NINA: I really haven’t.
WILLIAM: Did you notice that she’s crazy?
WILLIAM: She is.
NINA: Jesus! At least she’s going to get it. She’s making an effort.
WILLIAM: Why are you working at that dumb grocery store?
NINA: I’m very intelligent. I went to college for a year but my parents got a divorce.
WILLIAM: So did mine.
NINA: Mine broke up while I was there and I couldn’t go back.
WILLIAM: You expect me to feel sorry for you?