INT. LIVING ROOM- LATE AFTERNOON

Jason and Veronica spoon each other on the couch and watch television together. Jason tickles Veronica's tummy, tracing circles around her belly button. Her stomach growls.

VERONICA

Did you hear that?

JASON

Yeah, hungry hon?

VERONICA

A little bit. How about you?

JASON

I could eat.

VERONICA

What should we eat?

Veronica lays on her back so she can see Jason’s face.

JASON

Do you want to make something

here?

VERONICA

We’re pretty much out of

everything unless you want

canned soup.

With a frown, Jason stares off into space, thinking of what to eat.

JASON

I don’t know, I can eat

anything. You choose.

VERONICA

I can eat anything, too.

You choose.

JASON

Well, what do you feel like?

VERONICA

Anything! I’m just really

hungry, sweetie.

JASON

I mean are you starving,

cuz we can grab some fast

food?

VERONICA

No, not fast food.

JASON

Ok, no fast food, then

what?

VERONICA

Oh please, just pick

something, anything.

JASON

What are you in the mood

for? Beef, chicken,

fish? Spicy, not spicy,

sweet, sour? What’s your

stomach saying?

Trying to be cute, Jason pinches her tummy, Veronica is not amused.

VERONICA

My stomach says I’m star-

ving and I’m going to go

from hungry to hangry any

second.

JASON

What do you want then?

Veronica looks desperate.

VERONICA

Please, sweetie, just pick

something.I picked last time.

I’m hungry, let’s just go.

JASON

I really don’t care what we

eat.Whatever makes you

happy.

Veronica rolls off of the couch and grabs a 9mm Beretta handgun that was hidden away on a shelf. She springs to her feet and points it at Jason’s chest.

VERONICA

It would make me happy if

we were sitting somewhere

eating.

JASON

Then tell me where that some-

where should be because, I

DON’T CARE. I just want to

eat now.

VERONICA

I’m so hungry, I can’t

decide. It’s your turn,

pick a place.

Jason glances towards the kitchen. Veronica looks over, too. Jason reaches for the gun, grabs it, and twists her arm around with the gun still in her hand. He ends up with his arms around her and the handgun’s barrel pressed into her chin.

JASON

Cuban, we’re going to have

Cuban food. Plantains, black

beans, rice…

Veronica’s expression shows her displeasure with the idea of Cuban food. She wants something different.

VERONICA

Eh. How about Chinese?

Keeping the gun pointed at her chin, Jason stares up to think.

JASON

I had Chinese yesterday.

Veronica stomps on his foot. He doubles over and the gun slips from their hands. He tries to recover it but she grabs him, tackles him to his back and straddles him while pinning his wrists to the floor.

VERONICA

What do you want then sweetie?

Jason is out of breath.

JASON

Whatever you want.

VERONICA

I’m not that hungry anymore.

The two smile at each other. FADE TO BLACK.ROLL CREDITS.

EXT. FAST FOOD RESTAURANT- EVENING

Veronica and Jason sit at an outside dining table, finishing their burgers.

JASON

Why does making a decision

always have to be such a big

deal with us?

VERONICA

We just want each other to

be happy, sweetie.

Veronica gives Jason a big cheesy smile, so big that she has to squint her eyes.

VERONICA

Ooooo, what do you want to

have for dessert?

JASON

I don’t know, you decide.

CUT TO BLACK.