Zoey: Drugs, is that drugs? You want to do drugs?
Aiden: You don’t have to whisper. There are no cops here, unless you’re a cop, then you’re legally required to tell me.
Zoey: No, I am not a cop. I am also not a drug person per se or at all. You’re comfortable with who sold you those drugs. They’re a reputable drug dealer.
Aiden: Yes.
Zoey: And the drugs themselves, they’re not laced with angel dust, or are they angel dust? While we’re at it, what is angel dust?
Aiden: Look, we really don’t have to do this. It’s only meant to be fun.
Zoey: OK, no, let’s.
Zoey: You’re probably wondering why I took today off work.
Mo: No, not really.
Zoey: It is because I have decided to become a rebel.
Mo: Ah, the classic rebel phase at age 29. Where is all this coming from?
Zoey: I was hanging out with this kid Aiden who I knew when I was younger, and he just lives his life, consequences be damned, which is exactly what I need to be doing more of. I already told Aiden I’m ditching work. I also made a list of rebellious things for us to do.
Mo: Oh because nothing screams rebel more than a thorough to-do list.
Zoey: Yeah.
