CHANCE enters a darkened bedroom. On the bed BETH and a random guy are fucking. She is loving every minute of it, moaning his name.

CHANCE
Listen Beth, we need to talk

BETH
Chance! What are you doing here?

CHANCE
(CHANCE invites himself onto the bed, sitting between BETH and the guy). You and I had some great times. We’ve talked, we’ve laughed, and you’ve watched me cry like a little girl at your feet. But, I don’t feel like you respect me as the man in your life. Its ok, I understand, we all have our faults. But I think that together, you and I can work through this.

BETH
Are you fucking kidding me? How can I make this clear to you? I. Do. Not. Like. You. At first it was flattering, the way you followed me around like a lost puppy, but now its gotten unbearable. We were never a couple, and we will never be a couple. Now go home and leave me alone.

CHANCE
(Slight Pause) So what exactly are you saying here?

BETH
I’m saying get out. Get out of this room and get out of my life!

CHANCE
Fair enough. (He exits, heartbroken)