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INT –PANCAKE HUT BACK ROOM – NIGHT

TITLE: pancake hut back room - Wednesday, August 23, 2000.  9:35PM

DENNY is lurking around the back room at Pancake Hut.  

EVETTE is wrapping silverware in napkins and looks pretty angry.  

EVETTE

I don’t appreciate you asking me to work there with you.

DENNY

There’s nothing wrong with someone offering another person a job, besides, if Portland had a Hooter’s you’d jump ship in a heartbeat!  The losers that drag themselves in off the street here can’t be giving you very good tips dressed in that ridiculous bell skirt!

DENNY’S beady eyes roll up and down EVETTE’S legs.  

DENNY opens his mouth and disgustingly extends his tongue for a second before continuing.

DENNY (CONT’D)

Don’t you at least like the fact that I thought you were strip club material?

EVETTE slams down the silverware.

EVETTE

Every girl in Portland is strip club material!  I prefer doing a little more than just entertaining horny men.

DENNY

You’d change your mind fast when those men start throwing money at your pussy!  

DENNY reaches into the tip jar, grabs a one-dollar bill, crumples it up and throws it toward that general vicinity.  

DENNY (CONT’D)

Tell me that don’t feel good!

EVETTE starts to move away.

EVETTE

You’re a very sick man.

DENNY

Well, I am not going to be working here much longer so I’ll say whatever the fuck I want!

EVETTE

(disrespectfully)

Great!

DENNY

I could still fire you, ya know.

EVETTE

And I could still sue you for sexual harassment!

EVETTE gets up and walks back onto the floor shaking her head.

EVETTE (CONT’D)

What an asshole.