CLAY
How about dinner?
FIONNA
I'd have to decline.
CLAY
Oh, old fashioned, are we? What if I. . .formally invited you? Asked the permission of your father?
FIONNA
Still would have to decline.
CLAY
Ah, clever you are.
FIONNA
Well, I'm wise onto your ways, if nothing else.
CLAY
Is there anything else you are wise onto, Miss (Fionna's Long Lost Last Name)?
FIONNA
(sigh) I'm afraid not, for the time being.
CLAY
Oh? Has the plot thickened?
FIONNA
If you're referring to my investigations, then I am afraid that it's strictly business.
CLAY
Wasn't that what you were referring to?
FIONNA
It's strictly my business.
CLAY
Ah. . .
FIONNA
Rules of the game, you see. . .you of all people would understand that.
CLAY
Would I?
FIONNA
Well, yes. Unless you're not the business man you claim to be. . .in which case, you are a more clever man than I first surmised. . .(trail off)
CLAY
Why thank you, Miss Fionna.
FIONNA
(continue last sentance) and a liar to boot.
CLAY
Oh? (pressing for a subtle subject change) And where do liars go?
FIONNA
Ritzy motels in the dowtown generic megalopolis.
CLAY
And how about their eternal condition?
FIONNA
Far be it from me to say. That's purely for God to decide.
CLAY
So. If I lied. . .?
FIONNA
Better say your prayers?
CLAY
(off handedly) I suppose I should.
FIONNA
Sorry?
CLAY
Oh, nothing. I said I suppose they should.
FIONNA
Oh, of course. (pause) Well, on that note. . .I suppose I should be going.
CLAY
So soon? I thought we were really bonding here.
FIONNA
(laugh) I have to get to work. Not all of us are on self-proclaimed holiday, you know.
CLAY
How about I buy you coffee and a bagel and we just sit and talk for five minutes.
FIONNA
Ah, and there is the difference between us.
CLAY
Oh?
FIONNA
I’m afraid I have far too many important things to do to take a nice long breakfast.
CLAY
Well, industry is attractive in most Women.
FIONNA
(smile) Take it as you will. Good day, Clay. (begins to exit)
CLAY
Officer (name)!
FIONNA
(pause) Yes?
CLAY
Dinner?
FIONNA
I think not.
CLAY
Well, atleast you didn't say no. . .
FIONNA
Oh, I did. (laugh) I just said no elaborately, so I could avoid saying no. (pause) Call it a personal vice. . .I hate saying flat out no to people without a good reason. It's such a negative word.
CLAY
How about the day after?
FIONNA
For?
CLAY
Dinner, of course.
FIONNA
Seems as though it's full.
CLAY
The day after that?
FIONNA
Booked.
CLAY
Next week?
FIONNA
Packed.
CLAY
Any day you're not busy?
FIONNA
Hm. Seems not.
CLAY
Clever girl. . .
FIONNA
Only as clever as I have to be.
CLAY
Maybe. But I'll break your little stubborn streak someday, Miss Fionna. You just wait and see.
FIONNA
(laugh) I'll try my best. Until then! 'Ta! (exits)
CLAY
(wave goodbye) (to self) And once it's broken. . .you're mine, doll.
(conversation with fruit merchant?)
