Flavors (Brainfarts and Writer's Block)

"..Flavors?"

"What I am saying, my dearest and innocent ally, is that everybody has a flavor. You have a flavor, I have a flavor, even Luke has a flavor! Now, do you see that woman across the street?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, she has a flavor, too. Maybe more interesting than ours, maybe more tragic... Maybe her husband died in a war, or maybe she has flavor that's more adventurous like, umm."

"Like she tae kwon doed a goat in a wrestler's ring."

"Exactly!"

"Dang it, April.. How do you do it? Why have you gotten me so interested in you?"

"Well, my doll face Theo. That's just one of my flavors."

April's wish is nothing more than to be alone where she can 'think.' When she see's that her decision is reasonable, then comes an interference, and his name is Theodore Reid. April and Theo are two different flavours. Him with his super hot looks and super cool motor bike, and her with her bird nest hair and profound thoughts. Though they later come to realize that they aren't really different from each other. They were just two different people with certain kinds of flavors..