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CHARLENE: What?
CYNTHIA: Have you ever missed a period?
CHARLENE: Of what subject? Ha! (jabs CYNTHIA with her
elbow)
CYNTHIA: Idiot. A menstrual period.
CHARLENE: By how much?
CYNTHIA: Say, more than two weeks.
CHARLENE: No, why?
CYNTHIA: Just wondering.
CHARLENE: When were you due?
CYNTHIA: Two weeks ago.
CHARLENE: (joking) Maybe you're pregnant. Mary had a virgin
birth.
(CHARLENE sees CYNTHIA's unsmiling, ashen face.)
CHARLENE: You haven't been doing it have you? What about
our pact to tell each other all about it the first
time we did it?
CYNTHIA: I haven't been doing it.
CHARLENE: Sure, then why are you looking so worried? Who
was it? I didn't even know you were interested in
anyone.
CYNTHIA: Will you shut up. It wasn't anyone.
CHARLENE: What are you worried about then?
CYNTHIA: Just 'cause I'm two weeks late. Maybe there's
something wrong with me.
CHARLENE: Like you're pregnant. I can't believe you didn't
tell me.
CYNTHIA: Fuck off.
CHARLENE: I was joking. You'd better watch out. If you
keep talking to me like that I will.
CYNTHIA: Good. Fuck off.
CHARLENE: That's it, I'm gonna sit with someone else.
You're gonna end up with no friends, like her
(indicates JO) if you're not careful. (gets up
and starts to walk away) I don't know what's
gotten into you- (stops and turns) No, actually
I know exactly what's gotten into you.
