Yellow (Completed ✔️)

Scene VII

(DIANNE and ANDREA are sitting together on a bench at the park. DIANNE has her sketchbook in her lap, pencil in hand, but she is ranting to ANDREA, who is reading. It is a few weeks later.)

DIANNE: But I don't fool around with guys. So I told her to leave. And then she called me a whore! As if she weren't the one who had just invited a stranger to somebody else's apartment.

ANDREA: (Still reading her book.) Well, she was technically a stranger too.

DIANNE: But that was my choice, to bring her back to my own home. She had no right to try and bring someone else into it.

ANDREA: Sure.

DIANNE: She was just so rude. I've been staying away from the bar recently because I don't want to run into another incident like that.

ANDREA: Good choice.

DIANNE: Besides, Nikki's been sick with like... bronchitis or something like that so she's no help anyways. I can't do anything without her, I'm a complete idiot. And I'd invite you, you know, but you're always at home with the kids.

ANDREA: Yes. God forbid I get a night off.

(Throughout the last bit of this conversation, CALLIE has appeared downstage away from the bench. She spots ANDREA and DIANNE, and makes a move to talk to them. Then she turns away and begins to head back off stage. At the last second, she turns around and takes a deep breath, and makes her way up to the bench.)

CALLIE: Well, lookie here. It's Naughty Nellie and Miss Andrea.

ANDREA: What, I don't get a demeaning nickname too?

DIANNE: (Clearly trying to contain herself.) What do you want, Callie?

CALLIE: Jesus, you don't have to be so hostile. I was just coming up to see how you two were doing. I kinda miss you, Dianne.

DIANNE: Isn't that a hot pile of shit. I haven't even seen a hair of you since you told me I was too boring for you.

ANDREA: Oh, I love getting caught in the middle of lesbian drama. Yay, me.

CALLIE: (Ignoring ANDREA.) I was wondering if you wanted to come to lunch with me tomorrow. We could catch up and all that... Maybe take you back to my place?

DIANNE: (Turning pointedly to her sketchbook.) I'm not interested.

CALLIE: Not interested? Isn't that a new one. Please, Dianne, don't play so innocent with me. I hang around Rousers just as much as you do. Word gets around- I know just the kind of woman you've become. You've slept with half of the city's population already. I just wanna just back in your game, babe.

DIANNE: I've already said no. And if you think anything you say is going to change my mind, especially after the way to abandoned me way back when, you can save your breath and be on your way. Have a good day.

(CALLIE hesitates, as if wanting to argue. Finally she gives up and begins to make her way offstage. DIANNE suddenly looks up from her sketchbook.)

DIANNE: Oh, and Callie? (CALLIE turns back, interest in her eyes.) I may hate you, but at least I can thank you for leading me to who I am today.

(Miffed, CALLIE makes her way offstage. DIANNE and ANDREA watch her go. Once she's gone, ANDREA scoffs in disapproval. DIANNE turns to her.)

DIANNE: What?

ANDREA: You said that like you were proud of it.

DIANNE: What's that supposed to mean? Why wouldn't I be proud of it?

ANDREA: Because you're making notches on the bed you share with your husband. Poor Isaac doesn't even know he's being cheated on.

DIANNE: Cheated on? Excuse me, I don't sleep with other men. You were the one who told me it was okay, remember? "Women are just like vibrators"? "It's not technically cheating"? "Just passing time"? I'm not sleeping with other guys. Just women.

ANDREA: Hey, being confused is different from being bisexual, okay? If you've identified, you're not confused. What you're doing is full-fledged fuckery, my friend. You either need to stop for good, or do something about Isaac. Otherwise it's going to blow right up in your face.

DIANNE: Andrea, you seriously need to relax. Isaac would never find out anyways. He's too busy with work. He's hardly ever home.

ANDREA: And that somehow makes it okay?

DIANNE: I'm not talking to you about this anymore.

ANDREA: Well at least now I know you know it's wrong, hmm?

DIANNE: Whatever. (She gathers her things in her bag, and then stands to leave.) I'm doing what I feel I need to do. You don't have to support me, that's fine. But you don't need to belittle me for it either.

(She takes off with her things, leaving ANDREA there on the bench with her book. ANDREA shakes her head with a sigh.)

ANDREA: Sure thing, little Miss Fucking Righteous.

(Lights out. End Scene.)