reworked this scene a little.

I reworked this scene that I posted a while ago. I want to eat a caprese salad. I've spent the entire day in bed.

EXT. POSH NIGHT CLUB - TERRACE - NIGHT
Audrey steps outside onto a balcony and rips her mic pack off. She collapses onto one of the purple velvet chairs.
Jared is depressingly collapsed on the chair next to her. Head in hands. They are the only ones out there.
Audrey notices Jared is crying.

AUDREY
Are you crying?

Jared keeps his head buried in his hands.

JARED
No.

AUDREY
Yes you are.

JARED
No I’m not.

AUDREY
Lift your head up.

JARED
no.

AUDREY
What if I start crying too?

Audrey starts laughing and crying at the same time. Jared sneaks a peek at her.

AUDREY (CONT’D)
I swear I’ve cried at every single birthday party I’ve ever had.
Jared aggressively wipes his tears away.

JARED
It’s your birthday?

AUDREY
You WERE crying.

JARED
It’s my birthday too.

AUDREY
Do you ever sit back and realize that every person you know is an asshole?

JARED
Yes. I think everyone I know fits that description.

AUDREY
I’m Audrey.

JARED
I’m Jared.

They shake hands clumsily.

AUDREY
So what happened to you?

JARED
I was born.

AUDREY
I mean, why are you out here? Crying alone? I mean, I have a good excuse, it’s kind of my job to cry at clubs.

JARED
What’s your job?

Audrey is confused, then, lightbulb.

AUDREY
Sorry, I mean, what happened?

JARED
It’s nothing. I’m actually feeling a lot better. You’re probably the prettiest person I’ve--

He pauses to think

JARED (CONT’D)
--ever talked to.

Audrey smiles she is touched.
She gets a text and looks at it. It’s from Marvin. It reads: “I think we found your loser. Put you mic pack back on.” She looks through the window, Marvin has been watching the entire time.
Jared looks around nervously. He gets up to leave.

AUDREY
Where are you going?

JARED
What?

AUDREY
Why are you leaving?

JARED
I thought you were busy.

AUDREY
I’m not. You should stay.

Jared is confused.

JARED
Ok. Sorry, I just, it’s just, well uh, like I said, you’re pretty and like I said, I’m not, and well you’re drunk, right? No offense. I mean, you’re, uh, are you drunk?

AUDREY
A little. Aren’t you?

JARED
A little.

AUDREY
You are not not pretty.

JARED

(smiling)
Thanks.

Audrey leans in and kisses Jared on the cheek. He looks like he just had a heart attack.

AUDREY
Happy birthday.

Jared is still in shock. Audrey hands him her cell phone.

AUDREY (CONT’D)
Put your phone number in there.

Jared obeys.

AUDREY (CONT’D)
I’ll see you tomorrow.

JARED
You will?