INT. DOUG’S BEDROOM - AS BEFORE DOUG IS STILL LYING IN BED, STARING AT THE CEILING. KRYSSA Doug? DOUG Huh? KRYSSA You went all quiet. DOUG I’m fine. It’s nothing. Probably just a stroke. What were we talking about? KRYSSA Well, I was saying-- DOUG I remember! I remember! KRYSSA So what do you think? DOUG Well... Are you sure that’s really necessary? KRYSSA No, I could use yours, I guess. DOUG Yuck! No! KRYSSA Well, then I should have my own toothbrush here for next time. DOUG Well, don’t take this the wrong way, but what makes you think there’s gonna be a next time? KRYSSA What?! DOUG You took it the wrong way. No I mean, what makes you think there’s going to be enough next times to justify the expense of a new toothbrush? KRYSSA You pig. DOUG Wait, I’m not explaining this right. KRYSSA So that’s all this is to you is a one night fling? DOUG I didn’t say that. I just think it’s a little premature to assume. KRYSSA That it’s not a one night fling? DOUG Why am I losing this? I just don’t think we want to rush into anything. KRYSSA Like sex, for example. DOUG You were the one who wanted to have anonymous sex. KRYSSA But not with you! I know you! DOUG But-- But-- You’re not looking for a relationship! You said so. I heard you. KRYSSA Well, no one’s ever looking for it. But you were so sweet and wonderful and funny and I thought we really connected. But obviously that meant nothing to you! DOUG I didn’t say nothing. It meant something. It meant a lot of somethings. I’m sure you’re right, I’m sure we’ll do this again. KRYSSA Don’t count on it. SHE STORMS OUT.