Okay so strike the part about David having secrets of his own, and you'll probably never see a few of the characters I mentioned. I want to focus on Shiri and Ian.

Act IV

Scene I
Music: Garden of Simple by Ani Difranco
It's three months later in Worchester. Ian and Shiri are as in love as ever. They are still keeping their relationship a secret from Shiri's parents. We see them on the same bench that we first saw Shiri on. It's now fall, so the autumn colors of orange, red, and yellow elaborate the surroundings.
Shiri is wearing a tight, green knee-length skirt with a gray zip-up hooded sweater over a white button-up shirt. Ian has on a pair of faded jeans and a snug fitting orange button-up shirt.
Shiri: Mmmm.
Shiri leans her head against Ian's shoulder.
Shiri: I'm really tired.
Ian: And hungover, my little party girlfriend.
Shiri: Shut up. I know you have a killer head ache too.
Ian: Au contraire, love, I didn't drink a sip of that...whatever it was last night.
Shiri: It was... I forget. I can't remember a thing from last night.
Ian: Precisely why Rebecka Lohan's parties should have a disclaimer on the front door.
Shiri: Beck's parties are always the most wild, crazy parties in Worchester. Maybe even the state.
Ian: Another reason why we shouldn't have gone.
Shiri: Aww, baby, you're no fun.
Ian: You know that's not my scene.
Shiri: Well tonight, we can do whatever you want.
Shiri says flirtatiously, as she kisses his cheek.
Shiri: My parents are going out of town.
Ian: I knew that.
Shiri: Yup, and most of the workers are off.
Ian: That's how I knew.
Shiri: Huh?
Ian: Nevermind, continue.
Shiri: Only Sophie will be here, but she goes home at about 8.
Ian: What are you getting at?
Shiri: What do you think? (whispering in his ear) Come over.
Ian: I don't think so.
Shiri: Why the hell not?
Ian: Because your sisters are going to be here, not to mention your anal retentive brother.
Shiri: Nope, not true. Aidan will be going with my parents, you know, some big corporation thing. And my sisters, well they'll leave us alone. We can get Marina to spend the night at your house, and Coralie will probably be out with her latest victim all night anyhow.
Ian: You're sure about this?
Shiri: Absolutely.
Ian: I'll be over at 8:30.
Shiri smiles.
Shiri: Great.

Scene II
Shiri, Marina, and Coralie are seeing their parents and brother off. Shiri looks anxious (of course).
Armana: Be good, we'll be back Monday morning, girl. Shiri, make sure you take care of things while the workers are off.
Wesley: Remember, the number one rule, no boys, unless he's the son of Albert Marcus, what's his name?
Armana: Jerome.
Wesley: Ah, yes, Jerome Marcus. They're in Boston this weekend, Shiri, you should give him a call. Just think, a de Salle-Marcus marriage, oh, the prospects!
Shiri: I'll think about it.
Armana: Shiri de Salle-Marcus. Sounds lovely together.
Shiri: Sure does.
Shiri fakes a smile.
Aidan: Actually, mother, Jerome's sister, Genevieve, went to Paris with us on our last trip, remember?
Armana: She's a beautiful girl.
Wesley: Yes, quite a morsel. You should stay home this weekend, Aidan, see if you can see her in Boston.
Shiri: Noo, he shouldn't, father!
Wesley: Oh, and why not? Planning a rendez-vous with Jerome already?
Shiri: Maybe.
Wesley: That's wonderful news! Don't screw it up.
Shiri: Encouraging.
Aidan: Besides father, you know that I have no interest in Genevieve Marcus. I'm seeing Tamara Swain.
Shiri: Tamara Swain?!
Aidan: Didn't she tell you?
Shiri: No, I haven't seen her in weeks. Aidan, she's my age, just a tad bit too young for you!
Aidan: She just turned 18, Shiri, she's old enough.
Wesley: A marriage with a Swain will have nothing to give to the family, son, you need to go after Miss Marcus. Although Shiri's little friend is a quite a muffin.
Armana: Oh wipe the drool from your chin, Wesley, we need to go. See you Monday!
Aidan: Bye girls.
They leave.
Shiri falls onto the couch.
Shiri: Ohhh my God!!!
Marina: What are you going to do? You're not really going out with Jerome Marcus!
Shiri: Of course not! Jerome Marcus is....
Coralie: Ugh.
Shiri: Right.
Marina: Then why did you say so?
Shiri: Because, Marina, well, I didn't want Aidan to stay. And I need your guys's help.
Coralie: What?
Shiri: Ian..He's coming over..tonight.
Marina: Tonight?!
Shiri: Yes, tonight, and I need you guys out of the house.
Coralie: Oh, that'll be no problem, I already have a date with Antonio Torrez. Yum.
Marina: Be gentle with him, Marina.
Shiri: And Marina, you can go spend the night at Portia's.
Marina: Fine whatever.
Shiri: And I need you to cover for Ian.
Marina: How am I supposed to do that?
Shiri: I don't know... You'll think of something.
Marina: Okay, I guess.
Shiri: Thanks..Now, get outta here!
Coralie: Calm down, woman, we're goin', we're goin'.
Marina: See ya later, sis.
Shiri: Bye you guys.
Coralie and Marina exited.
Shiri flops down, happily on the sofa.