Time: just before midnight. Place: The front seat of a car driving east on I-90 outside Cleveland.
HE See that sign? “Executive’s Den.” Too funny.
SHE Yeah, right. No windows, either. You know what that means.
A beat.
Say, have you ever had a lap dance?
HE Oh, God, no. Eeuuww.
SHE (amused) Figures. I bet you’ve never even seen a stripper.
HE No, I guess I haven’t.
A beat.
Does Salome count?
She rolls her eyes.