all your things are on the sidewalk. BYE!

GRR piling up UGH’s personal things on the sidewalk.


GRR:

You attract too much DRAMA in my life. GET OUT!



UGH: (feebly)

But, but…TOGETHER, we planned to watch the DAILY SHOW tonight and....and Fright Night when it releases..



GRR:

...But nothing…You're the fright. Please DON’T knock on my door. These are all of your things.



UGH slaps GRR in her face. GRR retaliated by repeatedly kicking and punching UGH to the ground. UGH lay still for a moment. When she sees a riot policeman remonstrating with a protestor, she holds her belly and cries out in agony.



POLICE:

You’re under arrest.



GRR: Life’s a BICH!


POLICE:

Hold your head up….now LOOK at the tears streaming down that poor girl’s face. SLAPPING another girl on a busy sidewalk is an ASSAULT.

UGH: BUT, BUT!...


GRR runs inside and slams the door shut. While the cop frog-marches UGH towards the waiting car, opportunistic onlookers start to help themselves to her stuffs.

GRR appears in her front window.



UGH:

GRR! GRR! GRR!




GRR

I have no pity for you. GO TO HELL!