DIET COKE. There’s nothing wrong with me.
ANOUSH. I didn’t say anything was wrong with you, but you’re not looking your usual self.
DIET COKE. I’m worthless.
DIET COKE. WORTHLESS.
ANOUSH. That’s not what all your girlfriends say.
DIET COKE. They’re not my girlfriends – just a bunch of angry women who need a quick fix.
ANOUSH. Sorry I was just tyring to be humorous. Didn’t mean to make lite of the situa–
DIET COKE. Angry big women who roll their eyes whenever I’m not around. Like, I’m supposed to be offered everywhere they go.
ANOUSH. But it’s not your —
DIET COKE. It’s either THEM or it’s the anxious male artist types.
ANOUSH. I don’t think it’s so extreme like that.
DIET COKE. Oh it is. I may as well go to room temperature and preserve the dead forever.
ANOUSH. Now you sound like your mother.
::No one says anything for 15 seconds:::
DIET COKE. I don’t wanna talk about her.
ANOUSH. Well, I think we should.
DIET COKE. Why should we talk about someone who’s so obsessed with appearance?
DIET COKE. Who goes around telling people *I* have no value?
ANOUSH. But —
DIET COKE. Who gets on my case for spending so much time in the can.