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(The living room. Enter Magenta and Riff.)

Riff: How was work, my dear? Will you explain now that we're home?

Magenta: My new boss is a middle-aged woman who recently broke up with a long-term girlfriend. She runs a sort of social club for for teenaged social outcasts. Also, she loves me because I accidentally defended the Jews. I'm a bloody hero.

Riff: You've been busy, my dear.

Magenta: Indeed. (Pause) I will return to her shop tomorrow. Though I must find a wedding ring somewhere before I see Tom again.

Riff: Tom?

Magenta: Oh, don't be jealous. He's a 15-year-old who I had the misfortune of meeting. When I told him I was married he asked about a ring.

Riff: Do you want to wear Cordelia's ring?

Magenta: You mean my mother's?

Riff: Who else do we know that's named Cordelia?

Magenta: How should I know?

Riff: Do you still have her ring?

Magenta: Yes. That ring has been mine since she died. That was the day of my birth.

Riff: Wear it, then.

Magenta: I was going to wear it when I married.

Riff: We should get married.

Magenta: How?

Riff: I don't know.

Magenta: We both act as though we are married, so why bother with an ceremony? What's marriage but an official agreement between two persons, a contract of some kind in which they swear to love each other, etc, until either death or divorce papers. We are married, having sworn our true love many times over. The lack of paperwork means nothing.

Riff: Fine. (Pause) Go get the ring, now.

(Magenta leaves. '10 minutes later'. She returns with a ring)

Riff:

This is the ring?

Magenta: Yes. I'll wear it tomorrow. Then that boy will stop pestering me, or at least lessen his pestering.

Riff: I never got to see you in awful yellow shoes, a white gown, and a fiery veil.

Magenta: So? You never got to carry me over the threshold to your house.

Riff: I never had a house of my own.

Magenta: We've got this house now.

Riff: It's not our, dear sister.

Magenta: I wish you'd romantically carried me over the threshold of your house on the first night we were together.

Riff: Our first night together was very un-romantic. We were both drunk-

Magenta: And you were very cross with me the next day!

Riff: If we'd been a proper couple, there would've been a wedding party and you would've worn the finest wedding clothes and your father would've paid me for taking you.

Magenta: I'm surprised he didn't anyway. When I pointed out how much my sister's hated him he just kicked me out. Very literally.

Riff: Maybe the fact that we now live here is good. Our pasts are still at home with our father and your sisters.

Magenta: Nothing will make Earth 'good' in my eyes. Don't even try, mister.

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A/N: The backstory for Riff & Mags used in this series is nearly the same as the one in my other story A Strange Love. Though some things are different and Transylvanian culture is more overtly Roman-based.

Also... this is the last scene of Episode 4. All that's left after that is episode five. Then there's seasons 2-3, plus a potential full-length fanmovie. Though all that's not fully written out yet.