INT. RED RUM UPSTAIRS FLAT - DAY
Amy is stormign around the kitchen, banging coapboards shut, whilst putting away the dried up crockery. Hayley walks into the room, casually texting on her phone.
Hayley: PMT or something?
Amy: I beg your pardon!?
Hayley: Well something has to explain your foul mood...
Amy: Don't ever start Hayley...I am NOT in the mood!
Hayley: What EXACTLY is your problem!?
Amy: You if you must know!
Hayley: Me!?
Hayley puts her phone away and focuses on the argument.
Amy: You watlz into this place... take over, cause nothing but trouble...
Hayley: Jealous of the attention Patrick is giving me eh!?
Amy: Have you ANY idea how important that meeting was today!?
Hayley: What meeting...oh the one you had to cancel!? :p
Amy goes to swing for Hayley, but she grabs her arm.
Hayley: Now now you don't want to be doing that... just more excuse to get dad on side...
Amy: You nasty peice of work! Why don't you just bugger off back to Ireland!?
Hayley: And give you the satisfaction...(laughs) no way... I am here to stay Amy, so you might aswell get used to it...
Hayley leaves the room with a smug grin on her face. Amy is close to breaking point.
