The Four-Faced Liar2010

[Chloe quietly enters Bridget's room while she is sleeping next to Molly]

Bridget:
[whispering] What's going on?

Chloe:
I'm sorry. I just gotta do a final sweep through of my stuff. I can't find my hair straightener.

Bridget:
Well, I don't have anything in here.

Chloe:
Why can't I look for it now?

Bridget:
Well... I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Chloe:
I'm sorry, I can be totally quiet.

Molly:
[sits up in bed] Hey, what's going on?

[both Molly and Chloe gasp while Bridget looks mortified]

Chloe:
Oh, my God. I knew it. I f***ing knew it! You're an idiot. You know that?

Molly:
It's all my fault.

Chloe:
You're right. It is all your fault! You have a boyfriend, Molly! This is absurd! Please tell me that you were drunk last night.

[Molly does not reply]

Chloe:
Oh, this is a sober brilliant idea! What is wrong with you? Great... this has been a wonderful morning. Whatever... I gotta go. See you later, Bridget. And Molly... just give me a call later when you get your head out of your ass!