Bernice and Benjamin in a café. Bernice pushes back her chair, picks her keys off the table and says…
Bernice: I hate you.
Benjamin pushes back his chair, picks his keys off the table and says…
Benjamin: I hate you.
They both exit. They return.
Bernice: I think I have your keys.
Benjamin: Yeah, me too.
They exchange keys, looking at each other’s hands. Then part, exit. Bernice reenters
Bernice: Hey, what is that, by the way?
Bernice: The thing on your key ring? The coconut shell?
Benjamin: Well, what do you think? It’s a piece of coconut shell.
Benjamin: Yeah. From. I never wanted to forget.
Bernice: Of course. Me. Me too.
Bernice: I should go.
They stay. Looking into each other’s eyes.
Benjamin: I love you.
Bernice: I love you.