XIV. Bar

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It's afternoon. Michael is at work. He is inside the bar, washing some glasses. Cece is sitting on a table next to him, watching him and drinking coffee. She stands up. 

Cece: Can I help you? 

Michael: No, I'm fine, I can wash the glasses myself.(says washing the glasses in a hurry)  

Cece: I can wash them, while you are taking the clients' orders. (says nicely) 

Michael (looks at Cece): Where is Cece that I know? 

Cece(laughs): Here, baby, here...

Michael: Do you have fever? (says sarcastically)  

Cece(rolls her eyes): Oh, c'mon.. am I not allowed to help you? 

Michael: I'm just surprised that YOU want to help me. (places a glass on the table) 

Cece: Well, enjoy my kindness and my will to help you and go to take orders. (smiles) 

Michael: Are you sure you can... 

Cece: Michael...(looks at him) How hard could washing some glasses be? 

Michael: You're right. (says, being about to leave) 

Cece: But...kiss me first...(looks at him waiting) 

Michael kisses Cece shortly before leaving. Cece sits down again, looks at her phone and sighs. 


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