6 Degrees Ep 04: The Reunion

Scarlett sits alone at a table in a bar, trying to drown her sorrows after the past few months. She doesn’t notice that she’s caught a young man’s attention from across the room.

The man comes over and sits down hold a napkin.

Zach: Do you think this napkin smells like chloroform?

Scarlett: WTF! Dude, how many times have you used that line and NOT gotten arrested?

Zach: Hmm.. well I’m not in handcuffs now, so I guess this time counts for something.

Scarlett: Jerk!

Zach: It’s Zach actually, but if calling me a jerk gets you off, then I’m ok with that. As a matter of fact I’m in a band, I like long walks on the beach, watching the sunset, and smelling roses. What about you?

Scarlett: Seriously? I just want to be left alone to get completely wasted and not remember anything.

Zach: Oh, well in that case I have some pills for that…

Scarlett: Wait, did you just offer to drug me?

Zach: Well, I did kind of ask first, so that isn’t as bad as just drugging you without your permission.

Scarlett: And why haven’t I called the police yet, Zach In A Band?

Zach: It’s because you like me, and hey, we have the same nail polish. Coincidence or fate? And you didn’t tell me your name.

Scarlett: Coincidence since my nails are done better. I probably shouldn’t tell you my name, but it’s Scarlet.

Zach: Scarlet who does what?

Scarlett: I’m a tattoo artist.

Zach: Really? Then why don’t you have any tattoos?

Scarlett: What makes you think I don’t?

Zach: ‘Cause I don’t see any.

Scarlett: Not that it’s any of your business, but I do have a tattoo. It’s just where only people I really, really like get to see.

Zach: So how do I become one of those people?

Scarlett: Well, you can start by not asking so many dumb questions. I hate when people ask me questions.

Zach: I guess you don’t take a lot of surveys then? Alright, interrogation over. I’d like to get your number, though. And if you notice, that was a statement, not a question.

Scarlett: Ha ha. Alright, you get points for that one. My number is…

The next day, Neve is interrupted from her morning breakfast scavenging by a knock at the door.

Neve: Oh wow, I bet it’s another one of Ell’s Polly dolls being delivered.

Scarlett: Hey Sexy!

Neve: Scarlett! What are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to visit?

Scarlett: Duh, I thought if I showed up all early and unannounced I’d catch you in some sexy undies or something.

Neve: Well, you haven’t changed at all!

Scarlett: Um, Dude, it will take more than 4 months away to change me.

Neve: How long have you been in town?

Scarlett: Well, let’s see: I got off the plane yesterday at 6pm, then I went straight to the nearest bar to get completely wasted, because, you know, those stewardesses seem to frown upon excessive drinking during flights, and then at some point I ended up at Ian’s, and then I came here. Exact times are a little fuzzy for me right now, so...yeah.

Neve: Wait, so you’ve been drinking all night? Why? How long are you staying?

Scarlett: Neve, the questions! I’m staying for good I guess. Things didn’t work out in LA, which is what lead to my quest for inebriation.

Neve: Oh, it must have been pretty bad with your family, then. Do you want to talk about it?

Scarlett: No.

Awkward silence follows.

Scarlett: Wow, your rats are still alive! I was so not expecting that!

Neve: They’re not rats, they’re hamsters. And of course they are still alive.

Scarlett: Ouch, this one bit me! Can I squeeze it until it’s eyes pop out. Wait, this is the girl one right? She’s probably just PMSing. I feel you girl, so I’ll forgive you this one time.

Neve: So do you have a place to stay? And what about a job?

Scarlett: I’m crashing with Auden this week. Of course, I got my old job back. Like where else are they going to find another perfect tattoo artist. [Scarlet phone goes off as she gets a text message.] Oh wow, Zach actually text me. 
Neve: Zach who? 
Scarlett: Oh, I don’t know. Some guy I met in a bar last night. Dude’s a total creeper, but he’s hot.

Neve: Scar, did you really give your number out to a total stranger you met in a bar? Not the craziest thing you’ve done, but also not the smartest.

Scarlett: Look, I had a few drinks, so my inhibitions were lowered. Nah, I would have given him my number anyway.

Scarlett starts going through the drawers of the entertainment center and comes across a drawer full of Polly Dolls.

Scarlett: Hey what are all these toys doing in here? Does your roommate have kids?

Neve: No, that’s her Polly dolls collection.

Scarlett: WTF, is she like 10?

Neve: No, she collects them. Sometimes she plays with them, and redresses them, and poses them and then takes pictures to post on some site where a bunch of other people do it too. She’s a member of the Polly Collectors Fan Club, too.

Scarlett: Oh ok, well that’s not weird at all.

Neve: Tell me about it. You should see her room. She has all this little furniture set up like real rooms. That’s just crazy, right. But seriously, she’s super anal about people touching her dolls, so put them back.

Scarlett: Don’t want the crazy doll girl after me, that’s for sure.

After Scarlet puts the Polly dolls exactly as they were, she and Neve play catch up over what’s been going on over the past 4 months (minus Scarlet’s family issues of course).