Kyle
So, where do you want to eat tonight, honey?
Hannah
I don't care.
Kyle
Neither do I. Ladies’ choice.
Hannah
Why ladies' choice? Why can't you man up for once and decide something yourself?
Kyle
Well, sweetie, every time I do make a choice, you overrule me with some stupid reason, like ‘Oh my ex works there; we can’t go there!' and it's rather frustrating.
Hannah
Well, my ex does work at Friday's! Would you really make me eat with him standing right there after what he did to me?
Kyle
Well, honestly, what he did is in the past. If he wanted to start something with you, then I would end it for him. Thus, there’s no reason why you and I can’t eat at Friday's.
Hannah
I don't feel like eating a lot of fatty junk right now. Let's just pick up some Thai take-out.
Kyle
Again? We've done that four times this week. Why can't you be spontaneous and decide to eat something else for once?
Hannah
I like Thai. It's like my version of comfort food. But "Let's be spontaneous!" says the man who is so damn spontaneous that he just up and decides to go cliff diving one day instead of going to work and loses his job over it!
Kyle
You know, I remember a time when you loved my being spontaneous. How about hot wings for dinner?
Hannah
My acid reflux is acting up again. And sure I loved being spontaneous, back when it meant fun-filled surprise dates in the evenings after work, or a weekend road trip. But you just don't seem to understand that we have responsibilities now. Mommy isn't paying for the roof over your head anymore.
Kyle
Well, seeing as how your acid reflux medicine is in your purse, why does it matter? And also, I have money. My new job pays well - more than you make as a intern!
Hannah
I like being an intern. I'm really learning a lot at the paper. You might have gotten lucky this time because there was an opening at your uncle's company, but you can't rely on luck to get you through your entire life.
Kyle
Well, it got me you.
Kyle
Look, we've been together for almost six years. There’s no reason to fight over something like this.
Hannah
Yeah, but it's just - everything's been so tough lately. Back when we met at the beginning of college, we didn't have to think about what the hell we'd eat or dinner, we'd just get whatever they were serving at the dining hall that night. And now everything's such a big decision. I don't want to have to think about what I'm going to eat after work. So don't fucking ask me to choose.
Kyle
Well then relax sweetheart. Let’s just go back home and you can take a nice, long shower and relax while I make you something, and then we can curl up and watch that movie that you like so much.
So, where do you want to eat tonight, honey?
Hannah
I don't care.
Kyle
Neither do I. Ladies’ choice.
Hannah
Why ladies' choice? Why can't you man up for once and decide something yourself?
Kyle
Well, sweetie, every time I do make a choice, you overrule me with some stupid reason, like ‘Oh my ex works there; we can’t go there!' and it's rather frustrating.
Hannah
Well, my ex does work at Friday's! Would you really make me eat with him standing right there after what he did to me?
Kyle
Well, honestly, what he did is in the past. If he wanted to start something with you, then I would end it for him. Thus, there’s no reason why you and I can’t eat at Friday's.
Hannah
I don't feel like eating a lot of fatty junk right now. Let's just pick up some Thai take-out.
Kyle
Again? We've done that four times this week. Why can't you be spontaneous and decide to eat something else for once?
Hannah
I like Thai. It's like my version of comfort food. But "Let's be spontaneous!" says the man who is so damn spontaneous that he just up and decides to go cliff diving one day instead of going to work and loses his job over it!
Kyle
You know, I remember a time when you loved my being spontaneous. How about hot wings for dinner?
Hannah
My acid reflux is acting up again. And sure I loved being spontaneous, back when it meant fun-filled surprise dates in the evenings after work, or a weekend road trip. But you just don't seem to understand that we have responsibilities now. Mommy isn't paying for the roof over your head anymore.
Kyle
Well, seeing as how your acid reflux medicine is in your purse, why does it matter? And also, I have money. My new job pays well - more than you make as a intern!
Hannah
I like being an intern. I'm really learning a lot at the paper. You might have gotten lucky this time because there was an opening at your uncle's company, but you can't rely on luck to get you through your entire life.
Kyle
Well, it got me you.
Hannah is speechless.
Kyle
Look, we've been together for almost six years. There’s no reason to fight over something like this.
Hannah
Yeah, but it's just - everything's been so tough lately. Back when we met at the beginning of college, we didn't have to think about what the hell we'd eat or dinner, we'd just get whatever they were serving at the dining hall that night. And now everything's such a big decision. I don't want to have to think about what I'm going to eat after work. So don't fucking ask me to choose.
Kyle turns and smiles at her for a moment.
Kyle
Well then relax sweetheart. Let’s just go back home and you can take a nice, long shower and relax while I make you something, and then we can curl up and watch that movie that you like so much.
They pull up to a red light. Just before the light turns green, Hannah leans over and pulls Kyle in for a kiss.
