Scene II– Elizabeth is in her room, preparing herself for the once in a lifetime party. She's working on her hair.
Liz: -Fumbles around her bag for her phone for awhile and finally picks it up- Hello?
Sky: Hey Lizzie! How's preparation going for you?
Liz: Hi Sky, was hoping you'd call soon! Mind coming around in err… -checks watch- half an hour?
Sky: Must be your make-up ri-ight?
Liz: -laughs- I'm learning, I'd just like your guidance.
Sky: Alright, come get the window. –taps on the window-
Liz: -puts down phone in surprise and spins her chair around- Is he a cat or something? –rolls eyes and opens window-
Sky: I was just opposite at Alex's house, doing some preparations for our project.
Liz: There's a door downstairs. –moves aside-
Sky: -climbs through window and straightens his shirt-Well, that's the rule of 'entering using the right method'.
Liz: -Says in a pretentious thoughtful tone, but sarcastically- Is it that you don't know how to follow rules? Or is it that you don't know how to be a normal human?
Sky: -Plays along- Hmm… I don't know, but I guess you haven't heard of the phrase 'Rules are made to be broken', am I wrong about that? –grins widely-
Liz: -grumbles- What was I thinking? Trying to debate with the president of debate? –Turns to pack things up-
Sky: -Stops her by tilting her face upwards and squints- Ma-an! Is this even a face anymore? –Disgust-
Liz: -pouts- That's why I called Mr Professional here, didn't I?
Sky: -ruffles her hair- Smart.
Liz: -frowns- Thanks for wasting half an hour of my time~
Sky: -laughs till he chokes- You spent that long doing up this crap?
Liz: -Folds arms- It's not crap, It's pretty hair. Pweetie hair!
Sky: Yes, that's right. It is pweetie, not pretty.
Liz: I know where you're driving at. Stop picking on my language! –throws herself into the chair-
Sky: -shuts window- Anyway, let the pro show you what 'Pretty' is defined as. –steps into the mess of tissue waste-
Liz: -giggles- Sky: -flat tone- What. The. Hell. Is. This.
Sky: -frowns at Liz- The pro orders you to clean up the room and stop the inane giggle.
Liz: -shrugs- I didn't know someone would be that smart to step into a pile of trash.
Sky: -frown deepens- Until the day you step on something far worse than this.
Liz: -shuts up and cleans up the mess-
Sky: -watches her back as she does her cleaning in a daze-
Liz: -stands up and accidentally hits Sky's chest- Done… Ow! –rubs head- Sorry!
Sky: -startled, but quickly regains composure- Uhh… No issue, are you okay? –rubs his chest-
Liz: -back against him- It isn't if you're saying my face or hair.
Sky: -checks time- Oh, and hour and a half to party time. Get on your seat and be ready Miss!
Liz: -sits down and closes her eyes-
Sky: -begins to do her make-up-
Lights dim out