1  INT. VERA AND AUNT VERA'S KITCHEN - NIGHT
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 3  
 4  The swinging door to the kitchen flies open. Enter storm Vera. The light
 5  is on. The kitchen is neat, but dingy, with threadbare tablecloth and
 6  curtains, a picture of Einstein on the wall, and a few dishes in the
 7  sink. Vera beelines for the fridge retrieving a pair of Battery drinks
 8  hanging from a plastic six pack ring thing. Whirling toward the backdoor
 9  she sees her AUNT VERA watching her.
10  
11  Aunt Vera is an aging prostitute. Her hardened face folds over strong
12  cheekbones and hangs on laughing eyes. She is never without an
13  unfortunately bright shade of lipstick. Her black eyeliner is badly
14  smudged.
15  
16  > AUNT VERA
17  > <br> (Shaking her head.)
18  >> Where are you going at this hour?
19  
20  > VERA
21  >> To work Auntie, to work, to work, to work, to work.
22  
23  > AUNT VERA
24  > <br> (Throws up her hands.)
25  >> Ai yi yi. What kind of girl goes to work at this hour?
26  
27  > VERA
28  >> What kind of girl? Don't start with me Auntie. Don't even start.
29  
30  Vera's out of the backdoor. Sound of car starting up.