Setting: 6:00 AM. Morning jog.
Characters:
Kim: The Girl.
Carrie Bradshaw: Bichon/ Poodle. 6 yrs. old. Thinks she's all that.
Carrie Bradshaw: (slows down) Grrr... I got this one...
Kim: What the--??
Carrie Bradshaw: (low) Don't look now, but there's a large hairless rat... I'll take care of this.... Grrr...
Kim: Can it! That's a chihuahua. (to Owner) Good morning!
Owner: Good morning! This is Louie. He's all of three pounds.
Carrie Bradshaw: (to Kim; dryly) Seriously.
Kim: This is Carrie Bradshaw.
Carrie Bradshaw: Don't tell him- NOW he knows my name!
Louie: (shaking) I'm three pounds.
Carrie Bradshaw: (sniffs) You don't smell like three pounds.
Louie: Well, bye now.
Owner and Louie continue their walk in opposite direction...
Carrie Bradshaw: (stares after them) I suppose he was friendly enough. For a three pound hairless rat. On a leash.
Kim: And this is why you have no friends.
Carrie Bradshaw: You're gonna write about this, aren't you? Grrr...
Fade as Kim and Carrie Bradshaw continue their morning run...
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