FRANK sets his briefcase down and takes off his shoes. As he makes his way across the tiny studio apartment, we see a beautiful young goth woman asleep in the bed, above the covers, lying on her stomach, with her face towards the audience.

Her name is YVONNE. She has long black hair, and is dressed in tight, revealing, black leather. She has on leather boots and a choke necklace. White makeup covers all her skin, except for black makeup around her eyes and on her lips. She has many facial piercings.

FRANK slowly approaches her and leans down towards her ear.

FRANK
(whispering)
I'm home, my lovely goth angel.

YVONNE suddenly springs to life, striking FRANK on the nose with a merciless backfist. FRANK reels against the wall and puts his hands over his nose, which is now gushing blood.

YVONNE leaps out of bed and assumes a pretentious kung fu stance.

YVONNE
Jesus fuck, darling. We were supposed to go out tonight. I was waiting for you, you little shit.

FRANK
(in pain)
Ow, dammit babe. We can still go out. It's not that late.

YVONNE
It is for me, dipshit. I have to be at the school at 7 AM. I'm subbing for Jane, and the kids are looking forward to painting their mural. You were a fourth grader once, Frank. Didn't murals mean something to you?

YVONNE grabs a Ming Dynasty vase from a nearby shelf and throws it at FRANK, who ducks. The vase shatters against the wall.

FRANK
Dammit, I only had three more payments left on that vase! I'm working my butt off for us, and you never show any appreciation.

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