INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

       DOUG IS PACING NERVOUSLY.  RICKY IS SITTING ON THE COUCH, 
       CLEANING HIS PENIS.

       SFX: DOORBELL

       AT THE SOUND OF THE DOORBELL DOUG AND RICKY PRACTICALLY 
       LEAP OUT OF THEIR SKINS.

                              DOUG

                 What was that???

       SFX: DOORBELL AGAIN.

                              RICKY

                 (SPOOKED) I think it’s our 

                 doorbell.

       RICKY GOES TO THE FRONT DOOR AND OPENS IT.  KRYSSA IS 
       STANDING THERE, HOLDING A BIG BAG OF GROCERIES.

                              KRYSSA

                 Hi, I’m Kryssa.

                              RICKY

                 How did you do that?

                              KRYSSA

                 Do what?

                              DOUG

                 Kryssa, come in.  Ricky, go out.

                              RICKY

                 She scares me.

       RICKY EXITS, BEING CAREFUL NOT TO TURN HIS BACK TO 
       KRYSSA.

                              DOUG

                 Listen, thank you for coming over, 

                 I have to talk to you about this 

                 morning.  I want to apologize--

                              KRYSSA

                 Yay!  I forgive you.

       SHE GIVES HIM A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD.

                              DOUG

                 That’s it?

                              KRYSSA

                 Unless you want to grovel some.

                              DOUG

                 Not particularly.

                              KRYSSA

                 Me neither.  See that’s the thing 

                 about guys.  It’s so wonderful when 

                 they admit they’re wrong, but the 

                 whole process of humiliating them 

                 afterward to make sure they learned 

                 their lesson just isn’t that 

                 appealing.

                              DOUG

                 Okay, but I didn’t admit--  Y’know, 

                 never mind.

                              KRYSSA

                 So what do you want to do tonight?

                              DOUG

                 I hadn’t really--

                              KRYSSA

                 Let’s go out.

                              DOUG

                 Okay.  What’s in the bag?

                              KRYSSA

                 Well, when you asked me to come 

                 over, I knew you were going to 

                 EITHER break up with me...

       SHE REACHES INTO THE BAG AND PULLS OUT A CAN OF MACE.

                              DOUG

                 Mace.

                              KRYSSA

                 Or apologize...

       SHE REACHES IN THE BAG AND TAKES OUT A PINK TOOTHBRUSH.

                              DOUG

                 Toothbrush.

       KRYSSA RUNS OFF INTO THE BATHROOM TO PUT AWAY THE 
       TOOTHBRUSH.  SHE COMES BACK.

                              DOUG (CONT'D)

                 So what do you want to--

       KRYSSA REACHES INTO THE BAG AND TAKES OUT A CAN OF 
       HAIRSPRAY, SOME MAKE UP, MOISTURIZER, ETC., AND RUNS OFF 
       INTO THE BATHROOM.  SHE COMES BACK.

                              DOUG (CONT'D)

                 What do you want to--

       KRYSSA GRABS THE WHOLE BAG AND GOES OFF INTO THE 
       BATHROOM.  DOUG FOLLOWS HER TO THE DOOR AND WATCHES WITH 
       GROWING ALARM AS WE HEAR THE SOUND OF MANY BATHROOM 
       PRODUCTS BEING PUT AWAY.  KRYSSA COMES BACK OUT OF THE 
       BATHROOM, CRUMPLES THE EMPTY GROCERY BAG AND HANDS IT TO 
       DOUG.

                              KRYSSA

                 Let’s go dancing!

       SHE SKIPS TO THE FRONT DOOR AS DOUG GOES INTO THE 
       BATHROOM TO SURVEY THE DAMAGE.
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