Melvin: A Black man is the father of this child?

Bette: The donor Dad; he’s an African American artist.

Melvin: An African American … and because of that I’m supposed to feel closer to this child because all of us Blacks are somehow connected? We can be traced to some tribe in Africa where we were beating drums? That’s absurd. You are an Ivy-league educated woman. How is this logical?”

Bette: Dad …

Tina: I’m sorry I don’t feel so well.

Bette: Do you have to go to the bathroom?

Tina: No I think I’m just going to go home.

Bette: Well, then I’ll … I’ll take you.

Tina: No … stay. It was really nice seeing you again Melvin.

Melvin: I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. I’ll have Bette back to you in no time.

***

Kit’s apartment

Kit: What’s up?

Bette: I saw dad tonight. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just …

Kit: Hey it’s not like we talk or anything, you know. It’s cool … it’s cool. So what happened?

Bette: It was unbelievable. He was so horrible. I mean … and he’s never been that way with me. You know I told him about the baby, and basically he said that he would never consider the baby to be his grandchild.

Kit: What did you expect? He’s an old-fashioned man. A bigot in his own right. Someone’s gotta talk some sense into you about that man, because he is not the saint you think he is.

Bette: Kit —

Kit: Oh girl, c’mon: you never want to hear the truth. You are so brainwashed. What do you trade to feel his pride, hmm?

Bette: I have to go.

Kit: Yeah. You do.

***

Lara’s apartment

Lara: Come in … so how was the party?

Dana: I know you hate me right now, and I don’t blame you. I should have called.

Lara: I know.

Dana: I always mess things up … did I mess everything up? I’m sorry it’s just that … you just make me so happy and that’s not a very familiar feeling, you know? Can I please try again? I really want to try again. Can I?

Lara: One thing.