"Are we in love?" He had waited until the table was cleared save for the two of them; keeping his voice low to be safe.
"Excuse me?"
"I asked if we're in love. It seems to me the signs are there." She just stares at him, trying to get into his head. Was this a joke? His expression said no, no it wasn't. She sighs.
"Look Carey, I know we are close but no we not in love."
"Are you sure? We trust each other, confide in each other, enjoy each other's company, support each other, and….' Carey leans across the table making a point to look right into her eyes. I've seen the way you have looked at me." She finds it suddenly hurt to swallow. She has to force herself to look away. Carey smirks.
"I don't know what to tell you." She mumbles.
"Tell me the truth. Let go for once. Be happy Molly."
"Be happy? Be happy?! Have you seen my fucking life?! I can't have happy. But you think with you it'll happen?!" With her outburst they were no longer alone. Her son and his mom staring at them desperately trying to read the scene and failing. Molly stands from her chair and walks out.
"Molly wait!" Carey calls out as he rushes after her.