OH YEA THAT


DIANA
Why would anyone be staring?

E
You spoke about bodyguards, boyfriends and male bisexual experimentation all night. EVERYBODY was looking at you

DIANA
Prudes.

 

DIANA
*whispers* hey...go over to that singing guy, tell him you're my bodyguard, hit him with my umbrella and tell him to go back to playing the Beatles, I can't stand this song. And then...(pause) oh fuck i forgot!!

Bob
What?

DIANA
I don't have my fake money here, I can't pay you...