NICK: We’d just like to order I think.
(Kelly looks at him.)
ISABELLE: Oh. Actually—Eddie’s got something special for you, I just wanted to see if you wanted any wine or pop or / coffee—
NICK: We’re not—. We’re actually on our way out of town, is this gonna take a while?
ISABELLE: I don’t—think / so?
KELLY: I’m fine with water, thank you.
DORIS: Coke, half diet and half real.
ISABELLE: We only have Pepsi?
DORIS: GAH this place. I’ll just have water.
(Isabelle looks at Nick. Pause.)
NICK: Just the food, please.
ISABELLE: Okay! I’ll be right back with that.
(Isabelle exits. Tammy finishes her glass of wine, pours another.)
COLE: Lydia, enough.
TAMMY: That is not my name.
(Eddie reenters, having changed out of his tie and name tag and into a casual shirt. He joins Nick, Kelly, and Doris at the table.)
EDDIE: Hey, everybody’s here! That’s great.
KELLY: Oh—you’re joining us?
EDDIE: Yeah, it’s a slow day anyway.
(Troy enters, goes to Tammy.)
NICK: Eddie, we really don’t have time for this, we were just dropping in to say bye. I told you that.
DORIS: / What?
KELLY: Nick.
TROY (Soft): / Tammy, c’mon. I’m calling you a cab and you can—. You can just go home, okay?
(Becky enters, setting up tables.)
EDDIE: I just—we haven’t all been together in four years, I just thought we could spend a little time together before you head out.
TAMMY (Soft): / I’m doing just fine, Troy. I’m staying right here and finishing my rosé.
DORIS: Eddie I can’t stay for very long, I have all these errands before five.
TROY: Tammy.
COLE: Okay.
(Becky watches Troy and Tammy. Cole leaves the table, takes a seat away from Troy and Tammy.)
TROY (Leaning into Tammy): / You wanna do this in front of Becky, in front of my dad? You really wanna do that?
NICK: Maybe we should forget this then?
EDDIE: It’ll be quick, I promise.
KELLY: Nick is cranky because he’s been driving all day, it’s / fine—
TAMMY: / Fuck off, Troy.
NICK: I’m not cranky.
(Troy sits down where Cole had been sitting, staring at Tammy. Tammy continues to drink wine. Becky exits.)
EDDIE: I promise you’ll make your flight Nicky, this / won’t—
NICK: Call me Nick, okay?
(Pause.)
EDDIE: What?
NICK: My name’s Nick. No one calls me Nicky anymore, just call me Nick.
DORIS: Oh please let’s not / start something.
EDDIE: Oh, I—I didn’t mean to—. I’ve always called you Nicky.
NICK: Well things fucking change, / I guess.
KELLY: Nick—
DORIS: All right, I’m not sitting here if this is the tone this conversation is going to have, I’m not—.
(Tense silence. Max enters, setting up tables.)
EDDIE: Nick—I just want to be your brother. That’s it.
(Pause. Doris gets up.)
DORIS: I really just don’t have time to eat, I have too much to do—
EDDIE: Mom, please. Please, just—stay?
(Doris considers, then sits down. A silence.
Tammy finishes her glass of wine, pours another. Troy stares at her. Isabelle reenters with a large casserole dish. She puts it on the table in front of Nick.)
ISABELLE: Okay, here you go. Let me know if you guys need anything else, okay?
(Kelly looks at the food. Isabelle exits.)
KELLY: Oh, this is— . . . What is this?
(Nick looks at the plate.)
EDDIE (To Nick and Doris): You guys remember?
(Nick looks at the food. Doris looks away. Becky enters with a tub for dirty dishes, passes by Troy and Tammy.)
NICK: Yeah. I do.
EDDIE (To Kelly): Dad used to make this all the time, served it at the diner too.
KELLY: Sorry, what is it?
EDDIE: Oh, it’s—Cheese Whiz casserole? It’s just broccoli, rice, and a whole bunch of Cheese Whiz, I know that sounds a / little—
NICK: I’m not eating this.
(Pause. Isabelle reenters, goes to the ordering station and types on the computer.)
DORIS: Eddie, this—. This was a foolish thing to do.
(A tense pause.)
EDDIE: Okay, I—. Look, I’m sorry guys, I didn’t mean to—. We don’t need to talk about the bad stuff, we can just talk about nothing, anything, we can— . . . Look, we used to work, you know? I just don’t know why we can’t do this anymore, why we can’t—
(Nick suddenly barrels down on Eddie, exploding. Doris and Kelly let out a small scream, the entire restaurant shifts their focus to Nick.)
NICK: What this fuck is this, Eddie?! What the fuck are you— . . .?!
(Nick finally stops himself, having chased Eddie to the center of the restaurant. Everyone stares at him.
