ZACH AND JEN ARE STANDING IN A LINE OF FIVE PEOPLE WAITING TO GIVE THEIR ORDER. ZACH IS PEERING AT THE LARGE ORDER BOARD WHILE JEN IS TRYING TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF WHO JACK IS TALKING TO ACROSS THE STREET.
ZACH So, Jen, are you in love with him?
JEN What?!?
ZACH Jack. Are you in love with you?
JEN What do you mean?
ZACH It's a simple question, Jen. Are you, Jennifer Franklyn, in love with Jonathan Middleton?
JEN I know you have a reputation for stupidity Zach, but this must surpass even your lowest nadir.
ZACH Now, I'm confused.
JEN That is anything but a simple question. In fact, it has to rank as one of the most difficult complex, and intricate question that I have ever been posed.
ZACH Err...thank you.
JEN To condense Jack and I's relationship down into a simple yes/no question would require me to ignore a universe of subtleties and nuances that a lifetime of growing up together creates. Am I in love with Jack? Yes, as a friend, definitely. I have no greater friend in the world. He is my emergency phone call, my confidant, my anchor in a sea of teenage uncertainty.
ZACH I get it. He's your north, your south, your east, your west. Fine. But you know what question I'm asking.
JEN How am I not surprised the majesty of Auden is lost on you?
ZACH All right. Stop right there. I've always let you get away from a lot Miss Franklyn. I kind of pitied you, stuck in your boring middle class life with no problems or excitement, pining year after year for the boy across the street, who will fall madly deeply in love and lead you off into happily ever after. It's cute, really it is. But no one, no one, questions my love of Auden.
THERE IS A TENSE MOMENT AS THE TWO STARE DAGGERS INTO EACH OTHERS EYE. BUT THE MOOD LIGHTS AND THEY BOTH BREAK OUT LAUGHING.
JEN You know, Zach. I might just have you all wrong.
ZACH Oh, god. This isn't the new beginning you were talking about? Us actually...getting along?
ZACH AND JEN LOOK AS IF THEY'VE BOTH JUST BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH A TERMINAL ILLNESS.
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