Alex: “Luna? Is that you?”
“Yup! Hi sir.”
“That’s one hell of a costume you’re wearing.”
“I decided to be Cleopatra this year.”
“I thought you were going to be a drag queen.”
“Michael said no, he burnt my costume in a tiny fit of rage.”
“Told you that wouldn’t go over well.”
“He said he didn’t like me running around with a cock. He said
it wasn’t very lady-like but I almost wore it anyway.”
“Is that why he grabbed your crotch in the parking lot?”
“Yes, what an asshole. It’s like he doesn’t even trust me.”
“Go figure.”
“By the way, your costume is boring sir.”
“I’m too old to dress up for Halloween.”
“You’re dressed up like a boring, old teacher that doesn’t
know how to have any fun.”
“Let’s go bob for apples, Luna. You first, so I can help.”
“Ha ha ha, very funny. Hold my purse. I need to fix my
costume.”
“I don’t want to hold your purse.”
“Careful, there are snakes in it.”
“Tell me you’re lying.”
“Can’t you feel them moving around?”
“Oh my God, Luna!”
“Hey, you dropped my purse! Come here my precious little
babies.”
“Dammit! What the hell did you bring snakes to the party for?”
“They’re just my pets. I found them.”
“I don’t believe you. I think Cleopatra brought snakes to
the party for a reason.”
“Trick or treat!”
“Luna.”
“Kidding.”
“Promise you’ll keep them in your purse.”
“If you’ll promise not to tell Michael I have ‘em.”
“One is trying to escape.”
“Oh hello there, little fella! What are you up to? …He’s
just looking for the backseat of your car, sir. I’ll go show him the way.”
“LUNA!!! Get back
here! …Dammit. That girl can run fast in a pair of heels.”
