Cynthia turns away for a moment to grab her bathing suit. As she turns back she screams loudly. Marcy is sitting inside her suitcase.
Marcy: What are you doing, Cindy?
Cynthia (nonchalantly): Oh... hee hee... nothing... trying to see how much stuff this old bag will hold... you know... for the future...
Marcy stares at Cynthia. Hard.
Cynthia: Okay, okay. I'm going to Florida - North Florida - to visit family.
Marcy is now glaring.
Cynthia: Marcy... I'm sorry... I'll think about you the whole time... I won't be gone very long and I'll bring you back a -
Marcy very deliberately turns her back on Cynthia and walks indignantly into the closet without saying a word. She does not come out at Friskies O'clock.
Cynthia (calling after her): This is not a betrayal, Marcy! ... (Cynthia gets an idea)... I will NOT be having fun. Yeah... I will not be doing this, for instance.
|Cypress Gardens, Florida|
Cynthia: In fact, I will be avoiding this.
Cynthia: And these.
|Alligators at Dusk,The Night Has A Thousand Eyes, Photo by John Moran|
Cynthia: Those dots are alligator eyes, Marcy. And they have monster size cats in Florida. I mean, I may have to run for my life... so ... you know... you shouldn't be mad...
Marcy (small voice from the depths of the closet): Betrayed.
Cynthia (sighing): Freddy will be here for you. Love you! (long pause) Okay. I understand. Bye, Marcy. See you in a few days.
Cynthia exits. Marcy pouts for a few minutes inside the closet and then runs to Freddy demanding her Friskies.