Don't worry darling

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CLIFFORD Darling?
She snaps out of it, looks at him.

EVELYN What is it?
He half smiles.
CLIFFORD
I don't like runny eggs.
Brain fart. She stares at the eggs. Puzzled.

EVELYN
Right of course you don't.

CLIFFORD
Can't stand them actually.
Be a prick about it.
EVELYN Sorry about that.
Clifford waves his cup in front of her.
CLIFFORD (teasing)
You need some coffee?

A flash of anger in her eyes. She takes the plate and dumps it in the sink.

EVELYN (biting her lip)
I don't know what I was thinking. He gets up from the table and approaches her.

CLIFFORD
Well, apparently you're still in
dreamland.

EVELYN (passive aggressive)
Go sit and I'll whip up some scrambled.
He wraps his arms around her waist.