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INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
(The scene opens with MIIA and MARI sitting on a shabby old couch, surrounded by empty soda cans and a crumpled pizza box. They’re both staring at a TV with a blank expression, watching a music video of a guy singing in tight leather pants. MIIA snickers.)
MIIA
(snorts) Huh huh… that dude’s pants are, like, way too tight.
MARI
(laughing) Yeah, yeah, he’s like, totally squished. Like, why doesn’t he just wear, like, normal pants? He looks, like, dumb.
MIIA
(dramatically) Yeah! Maybe if he had pants like… made of pizza, that would be cool.
MARI
(laughing harder) Yeah! Pizza pants! Dude, that would be awesome. Then I’d just, like, eat my pants when I get hungry.
(They both laugh uncontrollably, smacking each other on the arm.)
MIIA
Huh huh, yeah. Like, "Hey, pass me a slice of my leg!"
MARI
Dude, what if, like, you had pants made of, like, tacos?
(She starts imagining it, looking wide-eyed.)
MIIA
Yeah, and like, every time you sit down, it’s just like, splat! Taco pants everywhere.
MARI
(wiping a fake tear) Oh man, taco pants... that’d be beautiful. Huh huh, huh huh.
(There’s a brief pause, and MARI stares at the TV, lost in thought.)
MARI
Hey, Miia... what if, like, we could be famous for something like that?
MIIA
(snorts) Famous for taco pants? That’s, like, stupid.
MARI
Yeah, but, like… cool-stupid, you know?
(They both think for a second, nodding slowly.)
MIIA
(slowly) Yeah… cool-stupid.
