INT. GABE & CALLIE'S ROOM

Gavri comes back from work, sighing, and flops down onto his bed. He sees that the divider remains, and then rolls the other way to look out the window. Callie is standing in the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, holding an active blow-dryer. She turns it off, and without leaving the room, calls out to Gavri to talk.

Callie
(From the bathroom.) How was work?

Gavri rolls back over, and sits up.

Gavri
(Calling back out.) It was good! I met my coworkers, had some odd conversation. Got myself a suit. It was alright.

Callie
(Looking in the mirror, fluffing her hair.) That's good, good stuff. You make any progress on that project?

Gavri
(Sighing.) Ah, we didn't start that today. Just a tour of the place.

Gavri gets up, and starts getting undressed. He takes off his shirt, and Callie peeks around the corner holding her toothbrush to watch him. She sees his back, which is surprisingly fit, and raises her brows. Then he takes off his pants, and she sees him wearing women's black panties. Her expression drops.

Callie
(Shocked.) What the fuck are you wearing?! Are those mine?!

Gavri turns around in shock, struggles to put his pants back up, and kicks the divider over. He falls over against the side of the bed.

Gavri
(Heavily embarrassed.) No, of course not!!

Callie
(Accusatory.) Are they Harley's?! Are you sleeping with her?!

Gavri
(Sitting with his arms crossed.) Of course I'm not! They're mine. They're just what fits me, alright? They're as plain as I could get them, I'm not some kind of pervert. It's just my body.

Callie
Oh yeah? Stand up.

Gavri
(Shaking his head.) Fine, I will.

Callie
(Squinting, with blushed cheeks.) Pants off, do a circle.

Gavri
(Rolling his eyes.) For your entertainment...

He takes his pants off, slaps them onto the bed, holds his arms out, and does a full 360.

Callie
(Clearly enjoying this.) Slower.

Gavri sighs heavily, and does it again. Though his body isn't shaved, it's pretty clean, and his hips are wider than you'd expect for a man. His panties hug his butt nicely, and unexpectedly, from behind, he actually looks very feminine.

Callie
(Astonished.) That's something, huh? I could almost mistake you for a girl, if I squint.

Gavri
(A little fed up.) Yeah, I'm aware. I used to get that comment all the time, back in school. Guys used to whistle at me until they saw me from the front. Girls too, actually.

Callie
(Disbelieving.) You got catcalled? How are you still single if people are whistling at you?

Gavri crosses his arms, and paces around the room.

Gavri
(Big sighing, and looking around aimlessly.) I don't know! I'd like to know, myself. Maybe I'm just socially retarded, like you said. Or maybe people just expect a man to look and act differently than I do. I'm not some big macho-man, and I don't look like the catalogues.

Callie
Not the men's ones.

Gavri
(Eyes half-lidded.) No, not the men's ones.

Callie
(Pondering.) Hmmm.

Gavri
What?

Callie pauses for a moment.

Callie
(Flippant.) Nothing.

Callie goes back to brushing her teeth, and Gavri is left shaking his head with an awkward laugh.

Gavri
(Flicking a nod upwards.) You should show me yours, next time.

Callie
(From the bathroom.) Never happening!

Gavri
(Laughing.) Yeah, alright.

The view shifts to Callie, who's staring in the mirror, and closes the door.

Callie
(Speaking volume, but frustrated.) Fffuuuck.

She checks her hair again, and lets out a big, flustered sigh.

REEL REFLECT

Out of nowhere, the film seems to divide in two, showing opposite-facing mirror images in vertical – there are four Callies, two in the bathroom and two in the mirror. The Callie on the left shakes her head with a grimace.

Callie
(Disgusted with herself.) Yeah, let's not go there.

The Callie on the right starts to look upset. Reflection Callie leans over the counter, hands flat down, and takes a closer look at herself in the mirror.

Reverse Callie
(Looking forlorn.) Maybe... I should say something.

REEL RETURN

The two Callies fade back into one another. Just before the effect is complete, the shot cuts to black.