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(Spot fades on
SIMON as Spot rises on MIRABELLE, standing stage right, talking on a phone)

Mirabelle: …I did it. I asked him. … I don’t know,
Kat. I don’t think it’s such a good idea. … You say that like you know, but
I’m not so – … I know, I know, but – … I know Jesus loves him and wants
him in his heaven, but this doesn’t feel right. Even if the end result is glorious,
and I know it will be; I mean, you’ve told me a million times, we hear it every
weekend, but hiding this from him just – … Yes. … I think so. … No I
haven’t told them. … Yeah, of course they’ve heard his name from school, but
why would I tell them about him? … Oh my. Can you imagine what Sharon would
be like if she found out? She’d have him at The Rock every Sunday. … Shut up!
… (Mirabelle laughs) … I am sure
he would love that. … Kat. … Kat! … You won’t tell him anything. You know
I don’t – … It’s not true. … I know you know it’s not, but you’re not
telling him that. … Really?! … Fine. You do that and all of this is over. I
don’t care what you think. No! … No. You listen. Doing what I am doing to
save him is bad enough. Nothing you can say is going to make me feel completely
comfortable with it, but I am doing it, right? Am I doing it? … Exactly. I
am, so I am getting him there, but I will not lie about my feelings for him.
… Of course. I mean, obviously I care about him, but not like that, and I won’t
lie about my feelings to keep him there. … No, I am serious, Kat. If you say
anything …. Okay. … Uh huh. … Tomorrow? What?! When did Mrs. Arsenault
assign that? … Are you serious? … I’ve got to go now. … No. I seriously
have to go if I am going to get this done. … No you won’t. Do not text me. I
am serious, Kat. … Okay. See you in the morning.

 (Spot fades on
MIRABELLE.)