Location: Japanese restaurant in the West Village.
Subjects: Two middle-aged, very New Yorky ladies.
Woman #1 looks a bit haggard and is slightly overweight.
Woman #2 is hunched over and thin. Both are wearing fanny packs and baseball hats. Both look like they just stepped out of a
New Yorker cartoon.
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Must be read with thick New York accent.)
Woman #1: Listen, there is something I have to tell you. It's not very easy to say. I spoke with Janet. Janet wants to punch you in the face.
Woman #2: Janet wants to punch me in the face?!
Woman #1: Janet told me she wants to punch you in the face.
Woman #2: When did she say this?!
Woman #1: About a week ago. I've been meaning to tell you. It's been very difficult. I knew you'd be mad.
Woman #2: A week ago?! Why hasn't she punched me?
Woman #1: She doesn't want to be arrested.
Woman #2: When did she say this?
Woman #1: On Sunday.
Woman #2: You're lying. What did you say?
Woman #1: I said, "Janet, I'm shocked. This is horrible. This is terrible. I don't know what to say."
Woman #2: Men fight each other. Men fight each other all the time and no one says a thing. But when women fight, oooh nooo.
It was at this point that Sam had finished his meal, paid the check and, unfortunately, had to leave.