{Karen and Jack, three cups of coffee between them}

K:Anyhow, what I was saying, ithinkthatthemost um the worst way to depict someoneinthat kindof dire position is to look at them inawaythat condones....um...

J:What?
K:sighs Whatryou looking at?
J:Nothing, I'm listening.
K:Whydonchyou look at people when people talk to you? It's really unnerving.
J:Oh frchrissake.
K:No really, why?
J:I don't know. IguesswhatI'dhavetosayis, when I watch people talking to me I'm doing oneoftwothings. First, I might be tryingtothinkof how...what about beingsaybeing blonde makes you say the things you say or thinkyknowthink the things you think asyknowas I expect them to be.
K:That's horrible.
J:Oh, whatever.
K:Idon'tfeel comfortable talking to you, knowing that.
J:Well, either I'm justyknowjust really aware of IthinkI'm just really aware of the prejudices that Iandthewholehumanrace have. Or maybe I'm just reallyextremely prejudiced. Whatever, you're going to think its whatever anyway. The point is, there's another thingthatmightbehappening, andprobably its simultaneous halfofthetime, well, alotofthetime, but anyway, I'm trying to prove to the person I'm looking at that I'm not doing it. Soitsbetter if I just look at something else and consider its relation to what you say.
K:Okay, well, ANYWAY, asIwassaying.
both pause, and out:
J&K: Ta-da!!!
Bow. Exeunt.