(Setting: In car)
Dee: (Frustrated) Can you believe that?
Hakeem-A-Barber: Believe what?
Dee: My mama wouldn't let me have them quilts! She knows how much they mean to me, how could she do that to me!?
Hakeem-A-Barber: Maybe because, like you said you usually get everything and Maggie doesn't get anything. Your making a big deal out of nothing babe.
Dee: Oh, now your taking her side now! Well you made a BIG deal too when you couldn't eat my mama's food that she SLAVED over a hot stove for all day just to make us feel welcomed! (Even though she didn't know he was coming)
Hakeem-A-Barber: Babe! You know I don't eat pork. I'm muslim.
Dee: (In a somewhat confused tone) Oh... well you could of... of.... (thinking), acted liked you ate it!
Hakeem-A-Barber: No babe, I'm not like that. But back to the quilts, you understand where you mama was coming from when she didn't give you the quilts, right?
Dee: (Sigh) Yeah, I do. It's just that those quilts are part of this family's roots. I want them to be treasured and passed down to generations to generations. Maggie will just use them and ruin them. She has no thought of how precious our culture is.
Hakeem-A-Barber: I understand you and not everyone is as smart, kind, caring and beautiful as you are babe. (Smiling)
Dee: (Giggling) Yeah your right baby. Thank you so much, you just made me real a thousand times better and you made my day! (Smiling)
Hakeem-A-Barber: Yeah, I'm good like that. You ain't know? (Laughing)
Dee: (Giggling and smiling) Boy, shut up. You are though, I love you Hakeem-A-Barber.
Hakeem-A-Barber: (Smiling) I love you too Wangero, I mean Dee.
THE END!
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