Are You and Your Husband Certified Crazy?

We resume the phone conversation between Marlon and Ashlyn…

Ashlyn: Marlon, I can’t move on knowing how he did me and you! I don’t think I could ever see past it. I care for you but, this is all so strange. I feel like I'm on Candid Camera like this was all staged or something.

Marlon: (He lets out a deep sigh) Ash...I need to tell you something.

She sighs heavily and her heart beat increases.

Ashlyn: Okay…

Marlon: I know about your rich parents and your trust fund.

Ashlyn: What? Have you been investigating me? What the hell is going on here?

Marlon: I’m so sorry Ash. When you said that you felt like this was all staged, I couldn’t bear to go on with deceiving you.

Ashlyn: So, what are you saying Marlon? Spit that shit out!

He takes a deep breath.

Marlon: What I am trying to say is, I love you and I’m sorry.

She realizes that she is talking so loud that everyone in Coiffed can hear all of her business. She walks through the Salon and exits out of the back door. She walks to her car and sits in it to finish her conversation.

Ashlyn: Look Marlon…you need to tell me what is going on! Are you in cahoots with Dennis? Is that what you’re trying to say? Are you telling me that he was trying to get my money?

Marlon: Do you know a Gabby? 

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We rejoin Aletha and Greg at their home…

Aletha: You know Greg; I don’t have an issue with you having a get together for your birthday. But, God damn it…I come home early to surprise you and some little dude outside tells me that you’re in that damned music room hugged up with some teeny bopper co-ed! This is too much! I am your WIFE and you WILL RESPECT ME! Everybody get the fuck out!

Gregory: ‘Letha baby.

Aletha: Don’t ‘Letha me! What was the agreement huh?  Didn't we make a deal?

Peyton: Excuse me.

Aletha: Yes, excuse you! I thought I said for all of you to leave my house!

Peyton: Greg -- excuse me, Professor Hill. Do not ever as long as you breathe air, call or speak to me again!

Peyton turns to walk away. Before she could get far, Aletha grabs her arm and turns her around.

Gregory: Aletha what are you doing? Let go of her arm!

Peyton:  IF YOU DON'T LET GO OF MY ARM!

Aletha lets go of Peyton’s arm.

Aletha: Shut up Gregory, shut up! So, this is the chick huh?

Peyton: The chick? Listen, uh Aletha is it? I was under the impression that Professor Hill was single. I am not in the habit of dealing with things or men that belong to other women.

Gregory: Peyton, it’s not what you think. We…

Aletha: What he is trying to say is that we have an open marriage. The only rule, WHICH HE VIOLATED, is we have to tell each other who we are sleeping with.

Peyton: Oh, we didn’t sleep together.

Aletha: You didn’t have sex with him tonight but, you would have sometime soon my dear. I must admit, I can understand why he would want you…you are pretty.

Gregory throws his hands in the air and plops down on the couch muttering to himself.

Peyton: Okay, this is getting a little weird, I think I’d better go.

Peyton starts to walk out of the house towards her car. Aletha immediately follows behind her. Gregory stays on the couch lamenting over his ruined birthday party.

Peyton turns around to see Aletha following her.

Peyton: I don’t need an escort, I can see my way out.

Aletha: I know you must think me a fool to be in an open marriage.

Peyton: Trust me when I say I could care less what the two of you do. My life is normally, well…normall. I’d like to keep it that way.

Aletha: Listen, I understand that all of this is peculiar.

Peyton: Damn right it is!

Aletha: May I call you sometime?

Peyton: You want to call me? For what?

Aletha: Well, I’d like to take you out for a drink, minus the drama.

Peyton: Are you and your husband certified crazy?

Aletha: No, but, we both know a sexy woman when we see one...

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