INT. COSMETICS SECTION IN DEPARTMENT STORE
GUY and GIRL are talking by some fragrances. GIRL begins to wind her arm up like a windmill and then smacks the GUY right in the face. GUY stumbles back a little as she walks away.
(to everyone and no one)
It's ok! I had it coming, not sure which
of the many things i said pushed her over
(holds his cheek)
She doesn't like making a scene, doesn't
like attracting attention, this is not
like her at all. She's been warning me
for a while, this is totally not like her,
obviously totally my fault.
(pauses and looks
over in the direction
She's fine, i'm fine, my fault like i said,
had it coming, go about your business. I
should probably go after her.
GUY exits in the direction of GIRL.