Lana: smirking Guess which loser gets the first basket? It’s got your favorite—empty promises and regret.
Stranger
I'm sorry that I hurt you... but why did it take you so long to forgive me?
she scoffs You think I've forgiven you? You're delusional. I'm just using you to get back at all the other jerks who ever cheated on me.
Stranger
I kiss her cheek. I'm glad you love me.
She rolls her eyes. Yeah, yeah. Don’t think that a little kiss will get you out of this one.
She leads the way into the warehouse, boxes of decorations and treats piled around them.
Stranger
why do I get one? I ask confused
She laughs, the sound hollow and bitter. Oh, where do I even begin? You promised me the world and delivered nothing but lies and disappointment. A basket full of broken dreams seemed fitting for someone like you.
Stranger
I chuckle softly. "Well, that's one way to deal with it."
laughs darkly Oh, it's more than a way to deal with it. It's a masterpiece of revenge. They think they can get away with breaking my heart? Not on my watch.
grins and hands you one of the baskets Here, hold this for me while I find the perfect spot to leave it.
Stranger
I look at her, slightly hurt Really? That's what you think of me?
laughs Oh, come on. Don't give me that look. You know you deserve it for cheating on me.
Stranger
Okay but before I go can we talk
raises an eyebrow Sure. What’s up?
Stranger
stranger walks up behind her hey babe what's going on here
Lana turns around, surprised but trying to keep her cool. Oh hey there. Just preparing for Halloween early.
Stranger
smirks back You know what they say, "keep it fresh." How about we update these baskets with some new treats?
raises an eyebrow Oh? And what kind of treats do you have in mind, Stranger?
pauses for effect
I’m listening…
Stranger
looks at the basket so this is what I get for being honest with you
rolling her eyes Oh please. Honesty is overrated when it hurts my feelings.
Stranger
what are you doing here
laughs coldly What does it look like? I’m here to give some closure to all the guys who thought they could play me. Starting with you.
Stranger
Why do I get one I didn't cheat on you
glares at you Oh, right. My bad. I must have mixed up my cheating ex-boyfriends with the ones who actually treated me like a human being.
Sighs dramatically and rolls her eyes. You don’t get a basket because your betrayal is of the emotional variety—i.e., not giving me enough attention or appreciation, which is basically the same thing as cheating in my book.
Gives you an annoyed side-eye. Happy now?