Beth is at the Book Cafe staring off into space.
Ivy comes in, "Beth, I have to ask you..."
"Shhhhhh! I'm swamped right now."
"You're just staring into space."
"Umm, I'm trying to move that pencil." Beth looks at the pencil lying on the table.
"This one?" Ivy picks it up.
"It worked!"
"Beth, this whole apartment thing is just a nightmare! Everyplace I can afford comes with a roommate who is a freak. It's just, there is nothing! The city's full!" She shows her the classified ads.
"Wait, no, look at this!" Beth points to one, "'Two bedroom, two bath, must be non-smoker, Satan worshipers' Okay..." She puts the paper away.
Sam enters, "Hey!"
"Hey."
"Ivy, uh, you still looking for a place?"
"Yeah! Why?"
"Okay, there's this guy, Warren, from my work and he's getting transferred to Boston and he's got this great place he needs to sublet. So uh, you interested?" Sam asks.
"That sounds great! Thank you!"
"Here's Warren's number." He gives her the number.
"Oh, this is great! I am gonna call him right now!" She jumps up, "Oh, thank you!" She hugs Sam and he starts to hug her back but notices the look Beth is giving him and pushes her away. Ivy leaves.
"I saw it." Beth says.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He says.
"Umm, I'm talking about that which you already know, but won't admit. You love her again; you re-love her!"
"Look, I do not re-love her."
"I can't believe you just won't admit it!" She pauses, "Okay, just promise me you won't do anything stupid."
"Look, we're just friends now! Okay? Why would I do anything stupid?"
Ivy returns from calling Warren, "Ugh!!! Well, the apartment is already subletted! I mean, this is just hopeless. I'm never gonna find anything."
"You can live with me." Sam suggests.
~*~
Sheridan is at her apartment watching TV.
Luis enters, "Hi."
"Hi."
"Hi, listen, I'm sorry about before. I don't need a game room." He appologizes.
"I'm sorry too." Sheridan says.
"Really?"
"Yeah! Oh yes!"
"Ohh."
"Listen, we don't have to make that a guest room, we can think of something to do with the room together." She says.
"That's a great idea! We can easily think of a way for us both to enjoy the room."
"Totally!"
They start thinking.
"We don't have to come up with this now." Luis says.
"Oh good."
"Hey, you know what? Why don't we think about changes we can make for the living room?" He suggests.
"Changes?"
"Yeah, I mean we're gonna have to move around some furniture to make room for my chair." Luis kisses Sheridan and heads into the living room.
"You're-you're-you're gonna bring the Barca Lounger over here?"
"Is that a problem?"
"Well, it's a set and they should probably stay together." She explains.
"Then I'll just bring them both over."
"See now-now you're just taking them away from their home."
"Okay, I get it. So, I get nothing! Nothing here is mine! Everything here is yours! I'll get up in the morning put on your clothes, and head off to work!" He snaps.
"Yeah-yeah, you know what? Yeah, that's it-that's it, everything will be mine! Nothing will be yours! That's-that's what I said! Oh come on, Luis! I'm talking about the barca lounger! It just, it doesn't match! Where is it gonna go?!"
"In the game room!"
"Look, it is not my fault your chairs are incredibly ugly!" She snaps.
"All right! That's fine! That's fine! I won't bring over the chairs! I won't bring anything over!" He storms out.
~*~
Ivy comes in, "Beth, I have to ask you..."
"Shhhhhh! I'm swamped right now."
"You're just staring into space."
"Umm, I'm trying to move that pencil." Beth looks at the pencil lying on the table.
"This one?" Ivy picks it up.
"It worked!"
"Beth, this whole apartment thing is just a nightmare! Everyplace I can afford comes with a roommate who is a freak. It's just, there is nothing! The city's full!" She shows her the classified ads.
"Wait, no, look at this!" Beth points to one, "'Two bedroom, two bath, must be non-smoker, Satan worshipers' Okay..." She puts the paper away.
Sam enters, "Hey!"
"Hey."
"Ivy, uh, you still looking for a place?"
"Yeah! Why?"
"Okay, there's this guy, Warren, from my work and he's getting transferred to Boston and he's got this great place he needs to sublet. So uh, you interested?" Sam asks.
"That sounds great! Thank you!"
"Here's Warren's number." He gives her the number.
"Oh, this is great! I am gonna call him right now!" She jumps up, "Oh, thank you!" She hugs Sam and he starts to hug her back but notices the look Beth is giving him and pushes her away. Ivy leaves.
"I saw it." Beth says.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He says.
"Umm, I'm talking about that which you already know, but won't admit. You love her again; you re-love her!"
"Look, I do not re-love her."
"I can't believe you just won't admit it!" She pauses, "Okay, just promise me you won't do anything stupid."
"Look, we're just friends now! Okay? Why would I do anything stupid?"
Ivy returns from calling Warren, "Ugh!!! Well, the apartment is already subletted! I mean, this is just hopeless. I'm never gonna find anything."
"You can live with me." Sam suggests.
~*~
Sheridan is at her apartment watching TV.
Luis enters, "Hi."
"Hi."
"Hi, listen, I'm sorry about before. I don't need a game room." He appologizes.
"I'm sorry too." Sheridan says.
"Really?"
"Yeah! Oh yes!"
"Ohh."
"Listen, we don't have to make that a guest room, we can think of something to do with the room together." She says.
"That's a great idea! We can easily think of a way for us both to enjoy the room."
"Totally!"
They start thinking.
"We don't have to come up with this now." Luis says.
"Oh good."
"Hey, you know what? Why don't we think about changes we can make for the living room?" He suggests.
"Changes?"
"Yeah, I mean we're gonna have to move around some furniture to make room for my chair." Luis kisses Sheridan and heads into the living room.
"You're-you're-you're gonna bring the Barca Lounger over here?"
"Is that a problem?"
"Well, it's a set and they should probably stay together." She explains.
"Then I'll just bring them both over."
"See now-now you're just taking them away from their home."
"Okay, I get it. So, I get nothing! Nothing here is mine! Everything here is yours! I'll get up in the morning put on your clothes, and head off to work!" He snaps.
"Yeah-yeah, you know what? Yeah, that's it-that's it, everything will be mine! Nothing will be yours! That's-that's what I said! Oh come on, Luis! I'm talking about the barca lounger! It just, it doesn't match! Where is it gonna go?!"
"In the game room!"
"Look, it is not my fault your chairs are incredibly ugly!" She snaps.
"All right! That's fine! That's fine! I won't bring over the chairs! I won't bring anything over!" He storms out.
~*~