A kitchen. MAN and WOMAN stand centre stage, in front of a counter with drawers. They are arguing as lights fade on.
WOMAN. Look. Its called a double suicide pact for a reason. I kill myself, and then you kill yourself.
MAN. Why are we doing this again? Do I have to kill myself?
WOMAN. Yes.
MAN. I dont like the smell of blood.
WOMAN. So what?
MAN. I dont like iron either. Probably because iron smells like blood.
WOMAN. Shut up.
MAN. Dont tell me to shut up.
WOMAN. When you shut up, Ill stop telling yo