SCENE: Angie's apartment, night.
Angie is in the lounge watching telly; Anthony lets himself in. He has a plastic bag full of cat food. Angie stands.
Anthony: "Where's Erika?"
Angie: "She's staying at gran's."
Angie: "Which I now own, apparently."
Angie: "Hmm. Yes."
Anthony gives her a hug.
Angie: "What's for dinner?"
Anthony: "I'm not sure. Anything you particularly feel like?"
Angie: "Really oily and disgusting pretend Chinese food."
Anthony: "Can do."
Angie: "And a lot of alcohol."
Angie: "Well, not a lot. Just some."
Anthony: "If you say so."
Anthony makes his way to the kitchen to put the cat food away. Angie follows.
Angie: "Funeral on Friday."
Angie: "Will you come?"
Anthony: "Of course I'm coming. Lauren, too."
Anthony finishes packing away the cat food.
Anthony: "I'll go get us some food. And grog. Feed Tilly while I'm out, yeah?"
Angie: "Okay. Thanks."