Three

Gabbie: Mark, I need to tell you something

Mark: Tell me, my love

Gabbie: It's complicated and I don't know how to say it

Mark: You're scaring me, Gabbie...

Gabbie: It's nothing bad. Well, I don't know. Depends on how you take it.

Mark: Just say it

Gabbie: I like Lucy

Mark: Your friend Lucy??

Gabbie: Yes

Mark: But what does that mean? That you don't want to be with me anymore?

Gabbie: No Mark, I love you, that hasn't changed

Gabbie: But I also feel something for her

Mark: And does she know?

Gabbie: Yes. We've talked.

Gabbie: She feels the same.

Mark: Gabbie, are you telling me you hooked up with your friend behind my back?

Gabbie: NO! We've only talked, I swear

Gabbie: Nothing has happened between us. But we both know there's something.

Mark: So what do you want to do?

Gabbie: I want us to be three

Mark doesn't respond for five minutes.

Gabbie: Mark, are you still there?

Mark: Yes, I'm thinking

Mark: That's a lot to process, Gabbie

Gabbie: I know, I know. That's why I wanted to tell you before anything happened