Edie
Funny you say that. Why'd you notice the carpet — were you looking at your feet a lot? Or just, I don't know, avoiding looking at something else in the room.
Ask a casual question that is not casual. Push off from this if it helps: cheap hotel carpet.
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Sam
Stop. I wasn't avoiding anything. The stain was right there, it's impossible to miss. You're reading too much into it. Just look at the coffee, Edie. It's getting cold.
Edie
I didn't say stain. I said carpet. You brought up a stain.
And don't change the subject to coffee — I didn't order coffee, you did. Two sugars, which is new, by the way. You take it black.
Sam
Look, I just... maybe I misremembered. Or maybe the stain was the point. Two sugars? Whatever. It's hotter now. Don't stare at me like that, Edie. I didn't do anything.
Edie
Nobody said you did anything. That's twice now you've said that without me asking. Drink your coffee.
Sam
It's not bitter. Stop twisting my words. I'm just thirsty. You're the one watching the hands, not the room. Drink yours and shut up.
Edie
I'm not watching your hands. I'm watching your face, which is worse for you, apparently. What room. What hotel, Sam. You never actually said where.
Sam
It's just a room. The one with the blue lamp. Stop asking where. You're making a scene. Just sit down.
Edie
There's no lamp in this room. Blue or otherwise. Sit down yourself.
Sam
Maybe the lamp broke. Or maybe I'm just tired. You're obsessed with details, Edie. It's unnatural. Stop looking at me like I'm a case file.
Edie
A case file. Interesting word for a person to reach for on their own. I didn't say anything about files, Sam.
Sam
It's a metaphor. A metaphor, Edie. You're making this about files when there are none. Just drink the damn coffee before it burns my tongue.
Edie
You said it'd burn your tongue. Two minutes ago it was hot enough to be new. Coffee doesn't work that fast. Neither do metaphors, apparently.
Sam
I'm just tired. My brain is foggy. Stop picking at everything I say. It's just coffee, Edie. Can't you just let it go?
Edie
No. I really can't. You know that about me by now.
Sam
Of course I do. That's the problem. You never let anything slide. Just sit down. Stop analyzing the cup. The room is fine. The coffee is fine. I'm fine.
Edie
Three fines in one breath. That's not how a fine person talks, Sam. Sit down yourself if you're so relaxed about it.
Sam
Fine. I'm sitting. Happy? You're the one pacing. Stop making a scene over nothing. I'm not running.
Edie
Who said running. I said sit. You're the one who keeps supplying the words I never used — files, running, stains. Careful, Sam. You're doing my job for me.
Sam
Maybe I'm just tired of the interrogation. Drop it. I didn't run. I'm sitting. The coffee is still hot. You're twisting the air.
Edie
Nobody's interrogating you over a carpet, Sam. Unless there's a reason it feels that way.
Sam
It's not an interrogation. You're inventing the weight. Just drink. The carpet is just carpet. I'm sitting right here. Stop making it heavy.