(Lights go down on BACKSTAGE, come up on OMP.)
ALEX:
You know, I think you might be right with your theory. Everyone just wants everything in their life to be more simple.
PARKER: (Grunts.)
Mmhmm.
ALEX:
Though if that were true, I don't know why we'd change from four words for love to just one. Makes it so much harder to explain what we mean when we say "I love you."
PARKER:
Maybe not. Maybe every type of love is the same, in the end. Maybe love for a boyfriend is the same as love for your family is the same as love for your friends.
ALEX:
Huh. (Beat.)
Where does physical attraction fit into that?
PARKER: (Beat.) It's not a perfect theory.
ALEX:
Mm. What time is it?
PARKER:
It is... (PARKER checks their watch and reads out the current time.)
ALEX:
Wow. Did we just waste that much time talking about love stories?
PARKER:
Depends how you define waste.
ALEX:
Spending a significant amount of time without any concrete output.
PARKER:
Oh. (Beat.) Then yes. We did just waste that much time.
ALEX:
Goes to leave.
Well, I'm sorry about that.
PARKER:
No, no. This has been nice. Just talking to someone who I never got to see enough. Still, I’m sorry I couldn’t help you figure anything out.
ALEX:
I don’t know. This has been nice. A good way to pass the time.
PARKER:
Yeah. So do you think you learned anything?
ALEX: (Beat.) No.
PARKER:
Well, one last try. Whatever that girl’s name was - Emerson, right? Call her up. Try speaking to her. It can’t hurt.
ALEX:
I couldn’t. It’d be too weird. I… I just couldn’t.
PARKER:
Oh well. Worth thinking about.
ALEX: (Beat.) Want to do this again tomorrow?
PARKER:
Sure.
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