Just Minutes Later…

Allan is texting Zoe to tell her not to wait up for him. Tulia is there working on her camera.
Tulia: Al, you’re still here?
Allan: Yep, I have to send a few messages, then I’ll go get rid of this stupid costume.

Tulia: I see, but – are you okay? Your voice sounds kind of weird, and your eyes…
Allan: Oh, I’m fine. By the way, would you come with me to my dressing room? I need to ask you something.
Tulia: Sure.

After asking her a question or two about Fabian and Aoi’s whereabouts, Allan snapped and tried to kiss Tulia, which disgusted her greatly.
Tulia: No, Al! What do you think you’re doing?

Tulia: Ugh, I don’t know what’s gotten into you today.
Allan: Come on Tul, it’s not like we kissed for the first time.
Tulia: We broke up ages ago, have you forgotten?

Tulia: Wait, you aren’t drunk, are you?
Allan: Course not. How could I be when there’s not a drop of alcohol in this whole damn studio?
Tulia: Hmm. Then you’re on something else. That’s why your eyes look weird.

Tulia: Are you back to your old ways, Al? Please tell me you’re not.
Allan: Okay, truth is I might have taken something; it wasn’t that big of a deal, but…
Tulia: For goodness’ sake, Allan. I thought you were over this.
Allan: I was, but I guess I just – well, I fell off the wagon.

Tulia: Oh, Al, but why? You seemed to be doing fine.
Allan: Yeah, and I did feel fine, but something happened that…
Tulia: Something, or someone?

Tulia: Yes, you do, and you have to figure that out before it ruins your life. Now, if the rest of the studio finds out you relapsed into… you know, they might make good on their warning and fire you.
Allan: And how are they gonna find out, are you gonna rat me out, Tul?

Allan: Please, please, don’t tell anyone; it won’t happen again, I swear.
Tulia: Easy, baby, I’m no snitch. Now, if you need to make a change in your life, just do it, but stop self-destructing, please. Stop living in denial as well and make your choice, Al.

Allan: What exactly do you mean I’m living in denial?
Tulia: You know exactly what I mean, hon. It’s time to choose. You can’t have it both ways. Now, I can’t help you with that, but I’ll give you the number of a very good counselor. Promise me that you’ll attend, and that you’ll go back to rehab.
Allan: Well, I can try.
Tulia: Try is not enough, you need to compromise, Al.

Assistant Director: Ahem, excuse me… Tulia, is everything all right here?
Tulia: Er, yes, it’s perfect, why?
Assistant Director: I heard you raise your voice, and from where I am it seemed to me that you were in trouble. Tulia: Uh, no, everything’s fine. My dear friend Al and I had a little difference, but we already fixed it. Now if you guys excuse me, I gotta get back to work. Al, please don’t forget what we talked about, okay?

Allan is back in the dressing room feeling his worst.
Allan: Yeah, that was… How could I act like that with Tul? She’s my friend now! This damn thing, it never sat well with me; I hope the effect wears off soon. She’s right, I have to make a change, but – where do I start? Should I talk to Zoe? What am I going to tell her? What if I lose her and Fabian never speaks to me again?

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