INT. DINING ROOM - DAY
SAL sits at a table, reading a newspaper.
Enter CHARDONNAY.
CHARDONNAY
Sal. He knows.
Sal looks up.
SAL
(unenthusiastically)
That’s great.
(pause)
You gonna give me any specifics?
Chardonnay walks further in and takes a seat at the table across from Sal. She sets her purse down on the table.
CHARDONNAY
Diego. He knows I…
SAL
He knows you what?
CHARDONNAY
He knows I killed his mother.
Sal sets down the newspaper. Her face remains impassive. She looks Chardonnay in the eyes.
SAL
And where would he learn a juicy little tidbit like that?
Chardonnay sighs.
CHARDONNAY
I told him.
Sal chuckles humorlessly.
SAL
Now, why would you do a stupid thing like that?
CHARDONNAY
I… don’t know. I felt bad, I guess, and… I thought he’d understand.
SAL
You killed your fiancé’s mother. I feel like that requires a bit more than “understanding.”
CHARDONNAY
It was an accident!
Sal sighs.
SAL
I know.
CHARDONNAY
It was dark, and I wasn’t looking, and it was just… easier to pin it on the neighbor. I couldn’t let them know. You know. I… I’m engaged to her son. I—
SAL
(interrupting)
Are you?
Chardonnay looks up.
CHARDONNAY
What do you mean?
SAL
I mean, how did Diego react? You sure he still wants to marry you?
CHARDONNAY
He— he has to.
SAL
You killed his mother.
CHARDONNAY
It’s— it was an accident! He’ll understand. He’ll have to.
SAL
Because nothing says “I love you” like matricide.
Chardonnay glares at Sal. Sal doesn’t flinch.
CHARDONNAY
You’re not helping.
SAL
I am. You just don’t see it yet.
CHARDONNAY
I’m leaving.
Sal points towards the exit.
SAL
The door is that way.
Chardonnay huffs and picks up her purse. She exits.
Sal sighs. She picks up her newspaper and starts to read.
Points: 491
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