Room 417, Sunday night
Jaye's had an interesting weekend. There was checking on Alec after he ended up in the clinic. And kind of freaked out over that, which she hadn't expected. And then there was saying goodbye to Veronica and "welcoming" the newbies, where she'd gotten to mess with some people, actually talk to some others. And then there was that whole bit where she turned down a guy because of the guy she's already dating, and she got to feel better about it given that Jack's the same way with his situation.
And then there was that whole bit where she found out that the guy she's really been feeling great about is sleeping with his doppleganger.
As soon as Jaye gets to her room, she closes the door and goes for her phone.
There's a sigh into the phone pretty much immediately, accompanied by "Jaye, I'm working. I know it's Sunday, but it has to get done. I really don't have time-"
"How's that lesbianism thing working out for you?" Jaye interrupts.
Sharon pauses. "What?"
"I'm just wondering. Maybe I should try it."
Another pause. "You can't just try to be a lesbian," she says. "The real lesbians don't like it. Where did this come from?"
"I'm not feeling that great about relationships right now, okay? Humor me," Jaye snaps.
"Lesbians have relationships, too, you know!"
"I'm just asking!"
"Yeah, I noticed! You can't be a lesbian and that's final!"
Jaye pouts at the phone and asks, "But it's probably easier, right? You get things easier because of being the same gender, or something? I mean, that's not the problem but it has to be a plus, right?"
Sharon laughs for a while. "No, seriously. What's with the sudden pseudo-bi-curiosity?"
"Bad day."
There's a pause on Sharon's end, and then a wary, "Did you want to... talk... about it?"
Jaye shakes her head. "No. I'm okay."
Another pause, this time shorter, with a slightly warier, "You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll talk to you later," Jaye says, and hangs up.
And then there was that whole bit where she found out that the guy she's really been feeling great about is sleeping with his doppleganger.
As soon as Jaye gets to her room, she closes the door and goes for her phone.
There's a sigh into the phone pretty much immediately, accompanied by "Jaye, I'm working. I know it's Sunday, but it has to get done. I really don't have time-"
"How's that lesbianism thing working out for you?" Jaye interrupts.
Sharon pauses. "What?"
"I'm just wondering. Maybe I should try it."
Another pause. "You can't just try to be a lesbian," she says. "The real lesbians don't like it. Where did this come from?"
"I'm not feeling that great about relationships right now, okay? Humor me," Jaye snaps.
"Lesbians have relationships, too, you know!"
"I'm just asking!"
"Yeah, I noticed! You can't be a lesbian and that's final!"
Jaye pouts at the phone and asks, "But it's probably easier, right? You get things easier because of being the same gender, or something? I mean, that's not the problem but it has to be a plus, right?"
Sharon laughs for a while. "No, seriously. What's with the sudden pseudo-bi-curiosity?"
"Bad day."
There's a pause on Sharon's end, and then a wary, "Did you want to... talk... about it?"
Jaye shakes her head. "No. I'm okay."
Another pause, this time shorter, with a slightly warier, "You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll talk to you later," Jaye says, and hangs up.