INT. GAS STATION – DAY
A small but neat gas station. Only one customer but he's leaving. A bell rings as he walks out.
The cashier in her right place, behind the counter. Skye Dawson. Six years younger, possibly more cute. Definitely less hardened. She looks content. At peace. Not smiling, but still happy.
Another bell sounds. Skye looks up. It's David.
DAVID: Forty six of 'em damn bales. All in a day's work.
SKYE: Two customers. And I'm just gettin' started.
DAVID: Bored yet?
SKYE: Now that you're here, yes.
DAVID: I'm hurt.
SKYE: And I'm just kidding.
DAVID: I know.
David starts walking towards the soda section.
DAVID (CONT'D): What do you want to drink?
SKYE: Vodka. (A beat.) Just kidding. No, I'm fine. There's a little cooler under this counter that holds water bottles.
David stops. Looks at her.
DAVID: A cooler?
SKYE: Yeah. It's small, only holds 2 bottles -
DAVID (interrupting): What do you want to drink?
SKYE (knows she's lost): Coke with Lime. Lime infused or some shit. If it's there.
David nods and continues. Opens the door to the soda section.
DAVID: Small place, large selection. I like it.
Grabs her drink and one for himself.
SKYE: I think it's weird. (A beat.) Speaking of selection. You know where we're going tonight?
David makes his way back to her.
DAVID: Yeah, some place in District 12, downtown.
David hands her her drink. She immediately opens it and begins guzzling it.
DAVID (CONT'D): Chris recommended it to me. Says it's a nice place with nice people.
Skye continues to guzzle. David watches awkwardly. A pause. Skye puts down her can. Empty. Almost burps but holds it back.
SKYE: Fun, fun. I look forward to it.
DAVID: Same.
An awkward pause.
DAVID (CONT'D): Well, I should get going. Before you get in trouble for talking to a supposed stranger too much.
SKYE: Stranger danger? (chuckles) Not worried about it.
DAVID: I'll see you tonight, Skye.
Skye waves. David waves back, then walks out.
Skye sighs. Reaches below her and opens the cooler. Grabs a water bottle and opens it.
SKYE (to herself): And he thought I was kidding.
Skye begins guzzling it.
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