Jesus Christ! Did you just say that?
CHIOMA (CONT’D)
You are too mouthy. And FYI, my dad wasn’t funny at all. He was in the military and funny is one thing he wasn’t.
EMEKA
Why are you referring to your old man in past tense? Is he dead?
CHIOMA
Yeah, he is.
EMEKA (squints)
I’m so sorry. I should have been a little more intuitive.
CHIOMA (smiles)
Oh no, you don’t need to apologize. It’s a long time ago. It no longer hurts.
Emeka tries to stir the conversation back into a lighter mood:
EMEKA
If a man can make a woman laugh, he can get her to do anything.
CHIOMA
So can you get me to give you my number?
Chioma asks, trying to push the thought of exchanging phone numbers into Emeka’s head.
EMEKA
I think somebody wants me to have her number.
Chioma looks away shyly.
CHIOMA
Don’t get ahead of yourself.
EMEKA (speculates)
You are a feminist. It’s written all over you.
CHIOMA
That’s the first correct thing I have heard you say.