Do you still talk to Sylvan?
I just talked to her on Monday. We
still hang out on weekends.
That's cool. Well-you two lovebirds
take it easy, all right?
I will. Take it easy.
That was Snowball.
Why do you call him that?
Sylvan made it up. It's a blow job
What do you mean?
After he gets a blow job, he likes to have the cum spit back into his mouth while kissing. It's called snowballing.
He requested this?
He gets off on it.
Sylvan can be talked into anything.
Why do you say that?
Like you said-she snowballed him.
Sylvan? No; I snowballed him.
You sucked that guy's dick?
Yeah. How do you think I know he liked...
But...but you said you only had sex with three guys! You never mentioned him!
That's because I never had sex with him!
You sucked his dick!
We went out a few times. We didn't have sex, but we fooled around.
(massive panic attack)
Oh my God! Why did you tell me you only slept with three guys?
Because I did only sleep with three guys! That doesn't mean I didn't just go with people.
Oh my God-I feel so nauseous...
I'm sorry, Dante. I thought you understood.
I did understand! I understand that you slept with three different guys, and that's all you said.
Please calm down.
How many dicks have you sucked?!
Let it go...
All right! Shut up a second and I'll tell you! Jesus! I didn't freak like this when you told me how many girls you fucked.
This is different. This is important. How many?!
She counts silently, using fingers as marks. DANTE waits on
a customer in the interim. VERONICA stops counting.
Something like thirty-six.
WHAT? SOMETHING LIKE THIRTY-SIX?
Lower your voice!
What the hell is that anyway, "something like thirty-six?" Does that include me?
I'm going to class.
My girlfriend sucked thirty-seven dicks!
In a row?
DANTE chases VERONICA down and grabs her by the door.
Hey! Where are you going?!
Hey listen, jerk! Until today you never even knew how many guys I'd slept with, because you never even asked. And then you act all nonchalant about fucking twelve different girls. Well, I never had sex with twelve different guys!
No, but you sucked enough dick!
Yeah, I went down on a few guys...
...And one of those guys was you! The last one, I might add, which-if you're too stupid to omprehend- means that I've been faithful to you since we met! All the other guys I went with before I met you, so, if you want to have a complex about it, go ahead! But don't look at me like I'm the town whore, because you were plenty busy yourself, before you met me!
(a bit more rational)
Well...why did you have to suck their dicks? Why didn't you just sleep with them, like any decent person?!
Because going down it's a big deal! I used to like a guy, we'd make out, and sooner or later I'd go down on him. But I only had sex with the guys I loved.
I feel sick.
I love you. Don't feel sick.
Every time I kiss you now I'm going to taste thirty-six other guys.
VERONICA violently lets go of him.
I'm going to school. Maybe later you'll be a bit more rational.
Thirty-seven. I just can't...
She exits in a huff. DANTE stands there in silence for a moment. Then he swings the door open and yells out.
Try not to suck any more dicks on your way through the parking lot!
Two men who were walking in the opposite direction outside double back and head in the direction. VERONICA went.
HEY! HEY, YOU! GET BACK HERE!