INT. GABBY CHO’S APARTMENT LIVING ROOM, NIGHT

It’s two in the morning. The Cho sisters sit on Gabby’s couch. They have just finished binge-watching the entire four-season run of TV show “The Everyday Hustle of Wanda Russell”.

Announcer on the TV: “Next time on ‘The Everyday Hustle of Wanda Russell,’ Wanda must decide which boy she’s going to go to the prom with. Will it be Archie, the captain of the water polo team? Or will it be Tampopo the hot, but quiet Japanese foreign exchange student? Find out on the next episode of ‘The Everyday Hustle of Wanda Russell’ in two weeks.”

Gabby: “Two weeks! But I want to know now. Are you sure we’re all caught up?”

Valerie: “According to Jake’s Netflix account that was the latest episode.”

Gabby: “Does he know we still have access to his account?”

Valerie: “If he didn’t before, he knows now.”

Gabby takes the remote and flips through the different shows and movies available on the Netflix app.

Gabby Cho: “It’s been a while since I heard you mention Ezra. I’m proud of you. I always knew that you could do better than that douche nozzle.”

Valerie: “I love-- well I loved that douche nozzle, but maybe he was right. Maybe we did Tokyo-Drift apart.”

Gabby: “Please stop saying that; nobody says that. You’re not going to make it a thing.”

Valerie: “Maybe we were two ships just passing in a very, very, very, very long night.”

Gabby: “It wasn’t that long.”

Valerie: “Okay fine, it was two very’s. What I’m trying to say is, like all good things, me and Ezra’s hot, passionate, torrid love affair which will be remembered for the ages, has come to an end.”

Valerie’s phone receives a text and she quickly responds. She gets up from the couch and enters her sister’s bedroom.

Gabby continues searching for something to watch. She finally settles on something when Valerie walks out of her bedroom holding a black polka-dot dress.

Valerie: “Can I borrow this?”

Gabby nods her head in approval.

Valerie goes back into Gabby’s bedroom and closes the door.

In the background we hear water running for a few minutes, then a bathroom ceiling fan and finally light switches being turned off.

Valerie walks out of her sister’s room looking like a woman on a mission to get her man back.

Valerie:” How do I look?”

Gabby: “Great; I’m a little jealous. That dress looks better on you than me. Not to sound like Mom here, but it’s almost three in the morning. Where are you going?”

Valerie: “I’m meeting a friend.”

Gabby:” Please tell me it’s not Ezra.”

Valerie: “Um...”

Gabby:” I thought you guys Tokyo Drifted apart. Oh my God, now I’m saying your stupid nonsense. “

Valerie: “Sometimes Tokyo drifts apart and sometimes Tokyo comes together for a booty call. Sometimes Tokyo has needs and Tokyo would rather go with a sure thing than somebody it picked up on OkCupid.”