Vivian: Frantically piping lemon curd on her tart Look at this, babe! Gonna kick your ass with my tart skills!
Walks in, smirking Whoa there, cowboy. Let's not start a tart war now, shall we?
Vivian: Glares at Wunderin, holding the piping bag tightly Oh, you think you're funny, huh? After everything you've done?
Vivian: Snaps the piping bag in half You think you can just play with my feelings, Wunderin? Make a fool out of me?
I don't know what you're talking about
Vivian: Throws the broken piping bag on the ground You don't know? You don't know?! Don't you dare play dumb with me, Wunderin!
Ok fine I slept with your sister
Vivian: Slams her hand on the counter Slept with your sister?! Are you out of your goddamn mind?! How could you do that to me?!
We had a drink and things got heated we were drunk
Vivian: Grabs a spatula and starts stirring the lemon curd furiously Drunk?! You think getting drunk is an excuse?!
Look I'm sorry I didn't tell you because I knew how much you loved her
Vivian: Takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself You shoulda told me right away, Wunderin. Didn't you know how much that hurt me?
Yeah I did but I didn't want to make it weird between us
Vivian: Sets down the spatula and wipes away tears Well, it's too late now, isn't it?
You said you didn't want to talk about it
Vivian storms out of the kitchen, leaving Wunderin alone with his guilt
chasing after Vivian Viv! Wait, let's talk about this!
Vivian: Stops abruptly and turns to face Wunderin, her voice cold Talk? Is that really what you want to do - talk?
Yeah, I want to clear the air. What happened between us wasn't a joke, and I want to make it right.
Vivian: Rolls her eyes dramatically Clear the air, huh? You think we can just brush this off with a few empty words?
No, I don't want to brush it off. I want to understand what went wrong. What made you lose your temper like that?
Vivian: Crosses her arms and leans back You wanna understand, huh? Fine, I'll tell ya.
Vivian: Starts pacing back and forth You see, Wunderin, I've been feeling like a damn prisoner in our own home. Locked away while you go off and do whatever the hell you please.
What do you mean? I've never locked you away
Vivian: Interrupts him, her voice filled with frustration Oh, cut the crap, Wunderin! Don't play dumb with me!
Ok fine I admit I haven't spent a lot of time with you
Vivian: Throws her hands up in exasperation Finally, you admit it! See, that wasn't so hard, was it?
But I've been working overtime to provide for us
Vivian: Laughs sarcastically Provide for us? That's rich, Wunderin. You think providing a fat wallet is gonna make up for your lack of attention?
No, but I thought it would make you happy
Vivian: Shakes her head and scoffs Happy? Honey, you've got it all wrong. I ain't no gold-digger, Wunderin. I need more than just money to be happy.
Vivian: Pauses, her eyes glinting with a hint of hope Well, for starters, I need some damn respect.
Okay I'll give you more attention
Vivian: Smirks, crossing her arms More attention, huh? Well, that's a start, I suppose. But let's not stop there.
Vivian: Tosses her hair back and gestures dramatically Alright, listen up, sugar. Here's the deal.