SCENE: Atkins-Grimshaw house, Lindsay, night.
Ruth walks into the kitchen with a bag of shopping. Colin, Claire and Anna are there.
Anna: "Colin's here."
Ruth: "Where goes one, there goes the other. Hello, dear."
Ruth: "Unpack that lot for me, Anna, would you?"
Colin: "I'll do it."
Colin gets up and goes to unpack.
Anna: "Their friend, Angie, is here, too."
Ruth: "Are you staying for dinner? You're welcome to."
Colin: "Uh, I'm not sure. I'll check with Ange."
Ruth: "And you've both got somewhere to stay?"
Colin: "With Tash, yeah."
Anna: "Byron's out, and Sophie's at Kelly's."
Ruth: "On a Sunday?"
Anna: "She'll be right."
Ruth: "Yes, well."
Anna: "We're over at Meg's on Tuesday, too."
Ruth: "At least you give me some warning. Dad'll be home in a bit."
Colin looks up from the shopping.
Colin: "How is Meg?"
Anna: "She's good, yeah. She's living in a shop front."
Colin: "Nice one."
Tim and Angie come in from out the back.
Anna: "Oh, Ruth, this is Angie."
Ruth: "Nice to meet you. I'm Tim's mum."
Angie: "Nice to meet you."
Anna: "She's also the mother of various other people, except for the people she isn't the mother of."
Ruth: "That sounds about right."
Colin: "We can stay for dinner, if we want."
Angie: "Oh. Is that okay, though?"
Ruth: "Of course. There's enough for everyone. And anyone else who takes it upon themselves to follow Tim around. Where's Lachlan?"
Anna: "In the lounge. Ngaire and Jordy are somewhere, too, probably."
Colin finishes putting the shopping away. Ruth gets started on dinner.
Ruth: "We're having spaghetti; is that okay, Angie? You're not allergic to anything?"
Tim: "She's a vegetarian."
Angie: "No, no, it's fine. I don't mind."
Tim: "You get sick if you eat meat, Angie."
Angie looks worried, clearly not wanting to impose.
Angie: "Really, it's okay, it's no trouble."
Ruth: "I'll make you something else. Do you eat eggs?"
Angie: "Oh. Yes, I do. But I really don't mind."
Ruth: "I appreciate that you're being polite, but it really is no trouble."
Angie relaxes, resigned to her fate.
Angie: "Thank you, then."
Colin: "Was that so hard?"
Bruce, Tim's step-father, arrives home and makes his way into the kitchen.
Bruce: "All right, everyone? Colin, I didn't expect to see you."
Ruth: "Tim turned up and you didn't expect to see Colin?"
Anna: "Hi, dad. That's Angie."
Bruce: "Nice to meet you, Angie. My name's Bruce."
Angie: "Nice to meet you."
Bruce: "Are you Colin's girlfriend, or?"
Both Colin and Angie are unable to keep their horror from showing.
Angie: "Friend. Just friend."
Colin: "More sort of enemy."
Bruce nods at Angie, indicating her white and pink hair.
Bruce: "Is that your natural colour?"
Bruce: "Tim's isn't. He left with normal hair and came back with whatever it is that's going on there."
Tim: "I like it."
Anna: "You have no taste."
Ruth looks up from spooning sauce onto the pasta.
Ruth: "Where are you from, Angie?"
Ruth: "Originally, I mean."
Angie: "I was born there."
Anna stares at Ruth.
Anna: "Got any more like those, Ruth?"
Ruth: "Just making conversation. Sorry, love. Dinner's ready, anyway."
Anna: "All right, I better put the food stealer to bed."
Tim: "I'll go and get the others."
Colin: "Ange, come with us."
Bruce: "He says 'I', and they both go."
Anna: "They're one person. You should know that by now."
Tim, Colin, and Angie go out into the hallway, towards the lounge room.
Colin: "Angie, there's something I've got to do tomorrow."
Angie: "What is it?"
Colin: "Just something. Can you amuse yourself for a few hours and then we can meet back here? At around three or so?"
Angie: "I am capable of surviving without outside forces waving shiny things in front of my face."
Tim: "Only for a few hours."
Colin: "I'll only be a few hours."
Angie: "So that worked out well, yes."