MOLLY: *rolls her eyes at Wilson and then skips into the kitchen.* So Evan...tell me a bit about yourself.
EVAN: *shifts somewhat uncomfortably because he's shy* Well . . . I've been playing piano for years . . . but I ended up not going to college because of . . . you know . . . *waves hand vaguely because he really doesn't want to go there* but when I got out I got a job at this place as a secretary because I can type really well, and I have my own apartment now, and a cat . . . *blushes heavily because he's probably never said this much in one sitting since he learned how to talk* And that's pretty much it.
LITTLE ANGEL: *is speaking for any Littles and/or Littles at heart who may be interested* Who wants to play Candyland with us?
MOLLY: *is fascinated by Evan* You play piano? *reaches out and gently takes his hand in hers and examines it* You've got great hands. I bet you're really good at the piano. *relinquishes his hand* Awww! You have a kitty cat! What's his/her/it's name?
Green applauds. "Oh, yes! That's a much better version. Although... I didn't appreciate that line about being chubby." He frowns a little, and then reaches for a sponge.
"Really?" Frank asks, peering at the coupon. "Then there's no time to waste! There's free food out there, and we have our right to go demand some." He takes Hedwig's hand, and then uses his freaky psycho Transylvanian powers to suddenly appear at Moondance Diner. "Oh look, we're here!" he says, opening the door for Hedwig.
Roger starts to resent all the attention being put on KT. "This isn't fair! None of you cared when I was all emo, or suicidal, or depressed! What's a person have to do around here to get attention? Faint?"
April nods. "Yeah, that's kind of the point. Do you have a joint?" Then she angrily stomps her foot on the ground. "What the hell? Now I can't stop talking like Doctor Seuss as well! Fuck. Just my luck."
KT begins to mumble, though still hanging limply in Wilson's arms. "I... remember.... there was.... mist....."
((Come on, I was honestly waiting for a Roger-style "KTTTT- EEE-EEE-EEE!" lol))
MIMI: Heheheeeee! *is laughing at April*
JESSE: *decides to comply to the wishes of Chloe-mun* KTTTTTT-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WILSON: KTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!! ((Happy?)) *sobs* She's not making any sense!!!
EVAN: *very shyly* I named him Vince . . . after this guy I know . . . *blushes harder than ever*
MOLLY: Awww! That's so cute! Aren't animals great? I have a dog named Arthur. He's a boxer, and he's adorable. He's the best dog ever. I think life would be so dull and uninteresting without pets, don't you think?
EVAN: *blushes even more, if such a thing is possible* Vince is great. He's really something else.
MOLLY: What kind of cat is he?
EVAN: *blinks and is confused; thinks hard* Wait. Wrong Vince, nevermind. I don't know. I got him from a shelter. He likes potato chips, though.
MOLLY:*comprehension dawns* Oh...I'm sorry. I didn't realize that you were with someone. *unconciously takes a step back and goes folds her arms into a defensive stance*
EVAN: *looks unhappy and embarrassed* I'm not. He - he's straight.
MOLLY: *flustered and becoming slightly angry* Ok, but obviously you're interested in him. Please answer me honestly Evan; are you gay?
"Awww..." Mark pouts, looking at Detective Green. "I'm sorry... I wasn't calling YOU chubby, it was just part of the song."
Hedwig gets all wide eyed. "Wooooah Frank, how did you do that?"
EVAN: *looks even more unhappy and embarrassed than ever; sniffles* I don't know. I mean - well - I - *looks ready to cry* I've never really, you know, liked *anybody* until I met Vince, so I don't know if I really like him or not because I don't know what it's like to really like somebody that way! *tears well up* And I don't actually meet a whole lot of people, because people are usually really uncomfortable around me so I just stay at home . . . *looks down at the table* I'm sorry . . .
MOLLY: *softens* I'm sorry Evan. I shouldn't have gotten so defensive. It's just...well...*uncomfortable* I really like you, and the thought that you might be gay made me really upset. Because if you were gay, there wouldn't even be the tiniest bit of hope that you might someday like me. But I want you to be happy, and if that's with *cringes slightly* Vince, well then, that's the best thing. Although, I should point out to you that you have one of your facts wrong. Not everyone is uncomfortable around you. *becomes bold and steps closer to him and smiles* I'm not uncomfortable around you...
EVAN: *flinches, because he's not used to people getting anywhere near him, and sniffles again* You're one of the only ones, then . . . the only reason I know Vince at all is because I helped his girlfriend carry some groceries once . . . because we don't have an elevatorin our building . . . she found out who I was and freaked out, but I guess he thinks I'm okay . . . *shrugs* It doesn't matter.
MOLLY: It matters to me. Obviously this person makes you happy, and it's important to me that you're happy. Evan, you're an amazing, sweet, generous, kind, and compassionate man. You're a great guy, and I wish you could see yourself the way that I see you. Any man or woman should consider themselves lucky to be with you. *casts eyes down and blushes* I know I would...
EVAN: *sniffles* Thanks. But really - it doesn't matter. He's straight. And I doubt he'd want anything to do with me *that* way even if he wasn't . . . *pause* You're pretty amazing to still be sitting here, you know that?
MOLLY:*blushes* Oh no I'm not. I'll be honest Evan, I like you. A lot. Not to sound too desperate, but if you ever decide that you might like to give it a shot with me, I'll be here waiting. I just want you to be happy, and I'll accept the fact that it might not be with me. Whatever *you* want. *a tear trickles down her cheek*
EVAN: *looks horrified with himself* Oh, no, don't cry! *reaches out to wipe tears off Molly's face* I'm really, really, really sorry . . . but I don't know anything about you except that you own a dog, so I don't know if I like you or not. I mean, I like you, you're really nice, but - I don't know if I *like* you. *looks hopefully at Molly, hoping she'll understand what he means*
MOLLY: I do understand. I was going to tell you a bit about myself, but then you mentioned Vince and I didn't get a chance. I'm not sure what all there is to say about myself. I'm from Muncie, Indiana and I really like music. Music is my entire life and I eventually want a career in it. I like children too. I used to work as a nanny until I moved to LA with KT and I really liked doing that. I'm pretty laid back and I don't get angry very easily. Like I said, I have a dog named Arthur and he is the light of my life along with music. I miss Arthur, but I'm sure he's having fun with KT's pug Louis. I'm extremely loyal to my friends and family and I *really* don't like it when people are upset. It makes me want to cry when other people are upset. Especially when there's nothing I can do to help them. I thing that just because a person messed up in the past, doesn't mean it should haunt them for the rest of their lives. Yeah...I really believe in that.
EVAN: *sniffles and smiles* That's pretty cool. *frowns and looks confused* How did you get from LA to New York?
MOLLY: I haven't the slightest clue...