Mrs. Johnson:
Hello, Allie!
Mrs. Stiffle:
Carrie... hi! How are you?
Mrs. Johnson:
Am I interrupting?
Mrs. Stiffle:
No, come in. I'm just in the middle of making dinner - would you like a glass of wine?
Mrs. Johnson:
Oh, well I left the car running. I just wanted to come back and return your dish and say thank you. It has been such a relief to not have to cook lately, everyone has been *so* nice.
Mrs. Stiffle:
[Carrie holds the dish out for Allie to take]
... Oh.
Mrs. Johnson:
What?
Mrs. Stiffle:
This dish...
Mrs. Johnson:
Oh! Oh my God - Is this not the right one? Oh, I got so many, I mean... I've been jotting around all night returning them. Like I said, everyone has been so nice.
Mrs. Stiffle:
...I don't believe I brought over a casserole.
Mrs. Stiffle:
[Runs to go check on the dinner]
Could you hang on just one second, Carrie.
Mrs. Johnson:
[Carrie follows Allie from the doorway to the kitchen]
Allie, am I making a mistake here?
Mrs. Stiffle:
Bill and I were meaning to come over, Carrie, really. You just get so busy.
Mrs. Johnson:
No, but I'm certain. I mean, you came over. We had coffee. We talked. Right? Or am I... just imagining all of this? Is that what I'm doing here, am I just imagining all of it?
Mrs. Stiffle:
...I'm sorry Carrie. We just get so busy sometimes.
Mrs. Johnson:
[Starts to back away out of the kitchen and back to the doorway]
I'm so embarrassed... I don't know what I was thinking. I mean, here you are preparing a nice family dinner, and I just come in and interrupt everything with no reason at all!
Mrs. Stiffle:
[Follows Carrie to the doorway]
Carrie, why don't you stay for dinner?
Mrs. Johnson:
I really can't. I have so many dishes to return, tonight. Everyone has been so *unbelievably* nice! So we'll see you on Sunday, Allie?
Mrs. Stiffle:
Sunday?
Mrs. Johnson:
Oh, don't tell me that I forgot your invitation, too!... Troy's memorial. It's this Sunday.
Mrs. Stiffle:
Of course Carrie, right. We're looking forward. We'll be there.
Mrs. Johnson:
Oh. And I... I wanted to let you know, just in case you were wondering...
Mrs. Stiffle:
Yes?
Mrs. Johnson:
In no way, whatsoever, do I blame you for Troy's death.
Mrs. Johnson:
[Hands Allie the dish and walks out]
Goodnight!
