Scene: Suburban kitchen early on a late-summer weekend morning. DAD stands angrily at the stove flipping pancakes he assumes his daughter has forgotten she even asked for as KID sobs on the couch, heaving with the last gasps of rage following another tantrum over something insignificant.
KID: Are you still making me my favourite pancakes?
DAD: Yes, love.
KID: Why?
DAD: Because you asked me nicely to and because I know you love pancakes.
KID: That's nice, Daddy. Thank you.
DAD: You're welcome, kiddo.
KID leans in and hugs the father's legs
KID: I love you Dad, I love our time together just us.
DAD: I love you too kiddo. I love our special time too.
KID: Yea, it's nice to be just you and me.
Sounds of footsteps on the stairs, MOTHER enters scene.
KID: Yay! It's Mommy!
Hug ends.
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