James is on a ladder painting – Jesse and his dog Steve walk up the driveway.
Jesse: Place is looking better, nothing like a fresh coat of paint.
James: Yeah, thanks – better everyday.
Jesse: You ever go to the _______ coffee shop?
James: Yeah, I like how the strong smell of coffee hits you as the squeaky door opens. Walking across the old hardwood floor sounds like my back in the morning. I usually sit in the tall chair in the corner and stare out at the coastline.
Jesse: Nice gal works there.
James: Yeah, always been nice to me.
Jesse is looking over at James’ motorcycle in the driveway.
Jesse: Your motorcycle is loud. Turns back to watching James paint.
Jesse: Someone beat up her dad.
Jesse: How do you know?
James: We’ve had talks about titles like ‘Father’, ‘Dad’, ‘Stepdad.’ Often earned, sometimes just taken – others abused.
Jesse: Someone beat up her Stepdad, he’s still in the hospital.
James: Anyone care?
Jesse: Oh his wife probably does. But most everyone else thinks he used to molest his daughter – stepdaughter.
James: No. Anyone care about motorcycle noise?
Jesse: Haven’t heard any complaints, lately.
Jesse is walking back toward his car with Steve.
Jesse: It seems easier for you to paint when you use your right hand.
James: Yeah, just trying to balance things out a bit.