Brett: (cont’d) You sound different than I imagined. (beat) I know this is a little...odd.

Susan: That was pretty stupid Brett.

Brett: Yeah. Probably. I just know the holidays can be tough. For both of us.

Susan: Are you alright?

Brett: Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.

Susan: Good.

Brett: What about you? You doin’ okay? I’ve been worried about you.

Susan: Yeah. I’m... good.

Brett: I don’t believe you.

Silence.

Susan: I have to get back to the house.

Brett: You just got here. You can’t spare a few minutes.

Susan: (curt) No, I really can’t. (beat) I’m sorry. This doesn’t work.

Brett: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it weird.

Susan: No, I’m making it weird now.

Brett: Yeah.

An awkward silence. Brett reaches into his pocket and pulls out a Blackberry. He types a brief text message and tentatively