(Inside the reading den of Mr. Young)

Mr. Young - "Claire, is there something you want to tell me?"

Claire - "Father, is your memory degrading? You told me you wanted to speak with me, therefore you have something to tell me. That is typically how this works."

Mr. Young - "Do not get smart with me young lady. Did you quit your job?"

Claire - "What?"

Mr. Young - "I have an amazing ability to articulate my words with the utmost clarity, therefore you surely heard what I just said. But just in case by some off chance you didn't hear me correctly the first time, I will repeat myself once more, but this time more slowly. Did you quit your job?"

Claire (snarky) - "No, and if I did that is none of your business. I am an adult."

Mr. Young - "If you didn't quit your job, then what on God's green Earth were you doing with Bach at the restaurant?"

Claire - "Are you a part of the FBI? Why are you interrogating me? Do you want me to tell you where I was the night of the 17th between the hours of 7-9pm?

Mr. Young - "No that is nonsense, why would I want to know such frivolous information."

Claire - "I was being sarcastic because of your interrogation."

Mr. Young - "I am just a concerned father. You should be appreciative that you have a father who cares."

Claire - "Well thank you for caring. Can you care to leave me alone?"

Mr. Young - "Claire, please. Just tell me. Claire, I am your father. (Darth Vader impression)"

Claire - "Fine. I was serving Bud-A-Ritas with Bach....Specifically the grape flavor."

Mr. Young (confused) - "And why in the world would you be doing that?"

Claire - "He asked me to, and you know I have a problem with saying no."

Mr. Young (perplexed) - "Did the yes therapy not help?"

Claire - "I didn't want to do the therapy but I couldn't say no. You know, because of my chronic inability to ever utter the words no."

Mr. Young - "You just said no."

Claire - "I mean saying no as a refusal."

Mr. Young - "Okay....So I spent $4000 dollars for nothing?"

Claire - "Not for nothing...I made a friend."

Mr. Young - "Back in my day, $4000 got you many friends. If you know what I am insinuating." (winks)

Claire (annoyed) - "First off gross. I don't want to know about your sexcapades. Secondly, I know what you are insinuating but I'm not speaking about prostitutes."

Mr. Young - "So was the therapist this $4000 friend that I purchased for you?"

Claire - "Yeah, she said I can call her anytime if I ever needed to. That is better than what my other "friends" ever offer. With the exception of Bach of course."

Mr. Young - "Well I would like to advise you to show reluctance before prematurely giving her the Friend of the Year award because she is just doing her job...that she was paid $4000 to do...But anyways, please elaborate on why serving grape flavored Bud-A-Ritas would be something of great value and worth?"

Claire - "Have you ever seen the joy on someone's face when you give them one of those cheap sugary drinks?"

Mr. Young (pensively) - "I can't recall that I have."

Claire - "Well when you do, you will understand the immense value I obtain from serving grape flavored Bud-A-Ritas. They bring people joy. When is the last time you actually thought about someone else and brought them joy? Hmm father?"

Mr. Young (puts his hand to his chin as he deeply reflects) - "Hmmmm...Come to think about it, it truly has been quite some time."

Claire - "Yeah perhaps if Bach and his shift manager are okay with it, you can join us in handing out Bud-A-Ritas to customers...And you can give out any flavor, it doesn't just have to be grape."

Mr. Young - "To be frank with you, my immediate impulse is one of total revulsion...But I will go against that impulse because I do think it would be good for our relationship. It'd be nice to do something with you that you enjoy, and also to learn more about Bach. Since to my dismay, it does seem as if you two are becoming ever more serious as each day passes."

Claire - "Well, thank you for being open to the idea. I think this will be great for you, I really do.

Mr. Young - "You may be right. Thanks for this talk."

(Claire smiles. They hug.)

Scene Ends