[Scene: Caroline's apartment.]
CAROLINE: How did David Miller like your paintings?
RICHARD: Quite a bit. I think I'm making real progress as an artist.
CAROLINE: Oh?
RICHARD: Yes, it took him forty-five seconds to tell me how horrible they were. I can still remember the days when it only took most people ten seconds. Those were the days.
CAROLINE: Well you'll always be my favorite artist.
RICHARD: By the way, I got the supplies to paint the picture of Salty. Though to be honest there are more creative things I could do. Maybe tinting her red for Valentines Day…
CAROLINE: Trying for some kind of surrealism again?
RICHARD: I meant dumping the bottle right on her.
CAROLINE: What an artist. You'd be willing to waste a bottle of paint just to spite an animal.
RICHARD: Well what's 'waste' is a matter of opinion.
CAROLINE: Richard, forget about painting Salty.
RICHARD: Geez, will you lighten up. I'll paint your damn cat.
CAROLINE: [Voiceover in her head] I wonder if he'll appreciate the pun in that.
[She puts her arms around his neck]
CAROLINE: Honey I want you to paint me.
RICHARD: Holding the cat? Ok, but you're going to have to sit still with her for a long time. Where are you planning on putting this painting anyway because if it's on that wall…
CAROLINE: I want you paint me naked.
[Richard passes out. Caroline catches him.]
CAROLINE: Well if he ever needs surgery again at least I know how to save him some money on anesthesia.
[She puts him on the couch. Enter Del]
Del: [looking at Richard] I've told him he needs to try some energy bars. Who takes a nap at three in the afternoon?
CAROLINE: If he were awake he'd have some snappy comeback. Speaking of which I need you out of here before he wakes up.
DEL: Ok, ok. I just came by to show you the prototype for the new Caroline in the City T-shirt line.
CAROLINE: Oh my God, you got me my own T-shirt line?
DEL: Wait until you see this.
[He holds a shirt up]
CAROLINE: Um, Del, is that all there is?
DEL: Well…
CAROLINE: So your idea is to have Caroline in the City shirts without midriffs.
DEL: It's a new market but…
CAROLINE: Del did you attend one class of business school or did you spend it all in bed?
DEL: Well not to brag but, ok fine, it's a bad idea. Sorry to bring it up.
CAROLINE: No, no, I'm glad you're thinking of new things. I'm just a little stressed because I had my own little idea and Richard passed out after hearing it.
DEL: Wow, you never made me pass out the entire time we were dating.
CAROLINE: Not with anything I said, at least.
DEL: Yeah, yeah. I'll see you later.
[Exit Del.]