(Scene: our two favorite working girls decide to spend Valentine’s day evening together. L’s Husband wasn’t able to be there, so the next best thing is some much needed girl time. )
K: I wish there was an easy way to make more money…
L: Laureate is always looking for people to be part of mental disorder studies.
K: Really?
L: Yeah.
K: That’s got multiple benefits. They pay you, and you’re constantly having someone monitor your brain.
L: They pay pretty well too.
K: I would just worry that I’d find out something disturbing about myself.
L: Like?
K: Like I’m actually a sociopath and didn’t know it.
L: I think you’d know it.
K: But what if I didn’t?
L: Well, then you’d get some interesting news along with your check.
K: I guess it’s a win-win scenario, aside from the possibility that I might be a sociopath.
L: You know that you haven’t been diagnosed yet, right? Because you seem to be resigned to this life of mental instability.
K: I’m just preparing myself. This way I’ll be pleasantly surprised if I’m not a sociopath, and if I am, well, at least I wasn’t blindsided.
L: Let’s just watch another episode of Downton Abbey.
K: Ok.
(Pour a glass of wine, hit play, and end scene.)
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