STEPHANIE looks at him, considering this. Still angry but now a little confused as well. GREG checks his groceries.

STEPH Oh. (Beat.) Well, that’s dumb … I mean, stupid.

GREG I know, but, that’s what it is. They did used to say that.

STEPH Huh. Fine. Whatever. You were still trying to say something mean. To me./ About me.

GREG No, I wasn’t …/ … uh-uh …

STEPH Yeah, kinda. About me yelling so loud and all that shit …

GREG Well, I was just … you know …

STEPH Yeah, I do know, and it was mean.

GREG Ok, but … I wasn’t trying to … nothing. I’m sorry.

STEPH Doesn’t matter. You’re just deflecting us on a particular subject. Your usual shit. Your typical “Greg” shit.

GREG No, that’s … not …

STEPH And you’re the one who’s done something, not me. Let’s just be totally clear about that …/ You and Carly are the bad guys here so don’t try to get out of it …

GREG Steph, stop./ We’re not … “bad” …

STEPH Well, you’re not being nice, let’s put it that way, ok? Friends don’t do that type of shit to each other, so you can call it whatever you want … but it’s still pretty fucking shitty. Don’t ya think?

GREG It’s … no, I think it’s … what I think is happening here is more like … ahhh … it’s a “misunderstanding,” Steph. That’s all.

STEPH Really?

GREG Yeah. Kinda.

STEPH And which part am I not understanding? I heard you were fucking one of my friends, one of my best childhood girlfriends, so explain to me which part of that I’m not good at understanding. Please. Go ahead.

GREG … it just happened! This whole … Carly and I are, you know, we’re seeing if it can work out and so we just … we hadn’t told anybody yet. (Beat.) I think it’s great, that we’ve … when two people are … trying to connect and, and forge … you know. Yeah.

STEPH Oh fuck.

GREG What?/ Why?

STEPH I hope you don’t talk to her like that./ What a load of shit! I mean …

GREG … look, if you’re just gonna be rude …

STEPH Your usual shit as well … it’s not even, like, “good” shit.

GREG What the hell does that mean?

STEPH It means this: do you love her?

GREG … I’m not gonna get into … no./ No.

STEPH It’s an easy question, Greg./ There’s no in-between … I mean, unless you’re some wishy-washy motherfucker. Like yourself. (Beat.) Are you in love with Carly?/ Tell me “yes” and I’ll walk inside the store right now … last you’ll ever see of me. Promise.

GREG stops for a moment. Trying to decide what to say. He opens his mouth, stops. Re-groups, then tries again:

GREG I don’t have to answer that …/ The feelings I have for her are … my own … and I don’t need to share them with anyone. Not even you, Steph, no matter how loud you scream or, or, like, push me on this … (Beat.) I know this is hard for you … I understand. I’ve been dreading this moment and I knew it was coming, that I was gonna run into you somewhere and we’d have this huge … but you know what? Whatever. I can deal with it. I am dealing with it, right now.