SCENE

They sit on the curb, admiring the storefronts, sipping coffee and smoking cloves.

CHARLOTTE. Cute.
ELLIOTT. I feel like we should go there.
CHARLOTTE. It looks closed.
ELLIOTT. Maybe tomorrow?
CHARLOTTE. We must get coffee again.
ELLIOTT. Oh yes.
CHARLOTTE. Date number two then. I’m excited.

ELLIOTT. [Blushing.] It's entirely made of books. 
CHARLOTTE. The Christmas tree in the window?
ELLIOTT. Isn’t it dreamy?
CHARLOTTE. I want that inked on my neck.
ELLIOTT. Brilliant. [Pausing.] The part about?
CHARLOTTE. ‘Made of books.’
ELLIOTT. I just wet myself. I know a place.
CHARLOTTE. [Giggling.] We’re basically engaged.

ELLIOTT. [Passing the cig.] Praise her.
CHARLOTTE. [Taking a puff.] Just as I am.

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