LINDSAY ENTERS TRACE LAB.
LINDSAY: "Danny, can we talk?"
DANNY: "Lindsay, there's nothing to talk about."
LINDSAY: (ignoring DANNY's annoyance) "I know you told me to leave ya alone about my b-day and all...but..."
DANNY: "But what? I forgot." (tries to go back to his evidence) "It comes with the territory, ya know?"
LINDSAY: "What do you mean?"
DANNY: (turning back to her) "I mean, I'm a man..."
LINDSAY: (confused) "What?"
DANNY: (talking to her like you would talk to a small child) "Do I have to spell it out to ya?"
LINDSAY: "You mean...?"
DANNY: (waving his hands) "Yeah, it's over. It's been over. Infact, I'm in love with Rikki."
LINDSAY: (a confused/disgusted expression over her face) "Rikki?! the dead kid's mom?!"
DANNY: (annoyed once more) "His name was Ruben. Ya might know that if ya paid more attention to me & less time wollowing in your own self-pity."
LINDSAY: (looking up, still confused) "What?"
DANNY: (arms folded over chest) "Oh, that's right. You never notice that you're wollowing in your own self-pity, do ya?"
BLANK STARE FROM LINDSAY.
DANNY: (realizing she don't get his insulting comment) "Continue..."
LINDSAY: (whinning) "But we had sex, Danny!"
DANNY: (nonchalantly) "Yeah. So?"
LINDSAY: (whispering) "So, I thought it meant something..."
DANNY: "Oh, it did."
LINDSAY SEEMS RELIEVED TO HEAR THIS. SHE SMILES.
LINDSAY: "Really?"
DANNY: "Yeah, it meant that I won the bet." (turns back to his evidence)
SMILE FADES.
LINDSAY: "What bet?"
DANNY: "With Flack, that I could get in yo pants before he could."
LINDSAY: (kinda annoyed, but not quite there yet) "We had sex...and it was all for a bet?"
DANNY: (turns to her, smiles) "Well, yeah."
LINDSAY: "But..."
DANNY: "But what?" SNICKERS BEFORE CONTINUING. "Wasn't it the best sex ya ever had?"
LINDSAY SMILES ONCE MORE.
LINDSAY: "Yeah..."
DANNY: (cocky) "Then, what're ya complainin' about?"
LINDSAY STANDS THERE, WATCHING AS DANNY CONTINUES WITH HIS EVIDENCE. SHE FEELS THE TEARS RISING INSIDE OF HER, YET SHE HAS NO WAY TO CONVEY THE EMOTIONS SHE'S FEELING. ALL SHE KNOWS IS SHE HOPES DANNY IS JOKING...
LINDSAY: "It's just that I-I love you, Danny."
DANNY STOPS WHAT HE'S DOING. HE DOESN'T TURN TO HER, BUT HE DOES GRIN TO HIMSELF. IS SHE FOR REAL? HE TURNS TO HER, YEP, SHE'S FOR REAL.
DANNY: "Yeah? Well, that's nice. Thank you..."
LINDSAY: "What?"
DANNY: (very serious) "Well, it was just a good time for me, Lindsay."
LINDSAY: "You don't love me?"
DANNY: (sighing) "I told ya, I'm in love with Rikki."
LINDSAY: "Rikki? What does she have that I don't have, huh?"
DANNY: "You sure you want me to answer that?"
LINDSAY: (putting hands on hips, trying to act all tough) "Yeah. Sure."
DANNY: "Well, for one, she don't bore me with her crap like you do. WaaaWaaa, someone killed your friends...well, someone killed her son, but she don't go around reliving it every moment of every day. She's funny, too. She makes me laugh, she gets my jokes, she don't mind my snarky attitude, or the nicknames i give her. also, she's there for me when i need a shoulder to lean on...instead of thinking the whole world revolves around her & no one else has bad shit happen to 'em except poor lil miss monroe...yeah, i said that...she's cool, she likes sports. she's the kinda woman who can hang out with me on Friday nite and make love to me on Saturday. Oh, & here's the zinger, Lindsay, we have chemistry!"
LINDSAY STARES AT HIM, A BLANK EXPRESSION OVER HER FACE.
DANNY: (sighs) "Still nothing?"
LINDSAY: (groans, obviously still annoyed that DANNY doesn't understand her complaints) "You forgot my birthday, Danny..."
DANNY: (throwing hands up) "I give up, Lindsay! Yes, the entire world revolves around you. Why don't we have a holiday to celebrate the greatness that his Lindsay Monroe?
LINDSAY: (smiling) "Seriously?"
DANNY: (very serious) "No."