Dad: Where are you going?
Eva: Out.
Dad: Out where?
Eva: Dad, I’m nearly a grown woman. You don’t need be so overbearing. You give me the third degree every time I leave the house.
Dad: As long as you live under my roof, you’ll live by my rules. Now, where are you going?
Eva: I’m going over to Damien’s house to hang out. I’ll be home before curfew.
Dad: I don’t like that guy, Damien. He’s not good enough for you. He’s a troublemaker. Mark my words: That kid is going nowhere fast. Is this a date?
Eva: No, Dad, we’re just going to watch a movie.
Dad: Alone? With no supervision? What is this world coming to?
Eva: Dad, we’re not kids anymore. We’re both 17.
Dad: That’s exactly the right age to get into the most trouble.
Eva: What are you doing?
Dad: I’m putting on my coat.
Eva: Why?
Dad: You and Damien need a chaperon.
Eva: No way, Dad! I’m not going over to Damien’s with you tagging along as our chaperon. That would be humiliating.
Dad: Good, then you’ll stay home. So, what movie should we watch tonight?
Eva: Huh!
Script by Dr. Lucy Tse
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