Acting class mock scene - Sitcom

A scene I had to write for my new acting class.  Not my best work, but I figured I'd post it for anyone else looking for a quick, fast paced scene.

I'm taking classes with Doug Warhit and he had a valid point when it came to mastering a sitcom character: they are immature and one dimensional.  And that couldn't be more true.  There's almost always a father/daughter or mother/son dependence when it comes to spousal relationships, the characters are almost always neurotic and easily confused, and everyone consistently whines.  I find myself more of a film author with some twists and turns.  But, if sitcom is what is asked of me, sitcom is what I'll deliver. 

EXT. CENTURY CITY.  Erin and Sarah, both 28, stroll casually through the outdoor mall sipping Starbucks lattes.  They are dressed in Lulu Lemon workout gear and fit in perfectly with the quintessential Los Angeles single woman profile. 

ERIN:

...and then, after bearing through nearly two hours of these god awful stories, get this.. he actually took my credit card! And let me pay!!

SARAH:

No, no he did not! 

ERIN:

I swear to God.  After he bragged the entire dinner about his big new promotion and the SECOND car he just bought, and his fancy Tom Ford suit..

SARAH:

What an ass!

ERIN:

 Thank you! He chose the restaurant, he ordered everything without even asking me, he bragged all dinner long, hit on the waitress, insisted we get a dessert I didn't take more than a bite of and THEN he has the nerve to take my credit card.  No not even just take it, when the bill came he actually opened it up and put his credit card on one side of the check and just stared at me, waiting for me to put in my credit card.  $140 dollars later..

ERIN:

$140 each? How much did you guys eat??

ERIN:

 That's the thing! I feel like I didn't even get full! He ordered every single thing on the menu and this overpriced wine he assured me was 'simply exquisite'.  Right when he said that I should have just cut my loses and left. I'm honestly never, ever, ever going on a blind date again. 

SARAH"

Who set you up with him?

ERIN:

Who do you think? Obviously Jenny did.  Or, I'm sorry "Jennifer"  

SARAH:

Figures. I cannot believe she made a formal announcement to request we start referring to her as Jennifer now.  Who does that?

ERIN:

Someone who is so bored with her perfect marriage and Gap ad children that she needs to make up drama for no good reason. 

SARAH:

 So, dare I ask,  how'd the date end? 

ERIN:

I left!  I didn't even let him drive me home I was so horrified! I just kept running through things I could have bought with the money.  Instead I spent it getting fat with some jerk who lets the girl pay!

SARAH:

 Maybe he was trying not to seem sexist by paying.  I mean, I don't know, I feel like you're a working woman who comes off very independent, maybe he didn't want to offend you.

ERIN:

You sound like my mother! Stop defending him and console me for having to suffer through yet another nightmare date. 

SARAH:

Well, I'm just saying.. maybe you're too picky..

ERIN:

Ok, now I'm beginning to worry my mom called you and told you to say this to me

SARAH:

Okay, well maybe she did....

ERIN:

What!!!

SARAH:

but you ARE too picky!  I mean yeah, it's weird he took your credit card after he's the one that ordered for you two... but even if he did pay you would have found some other reason not to like him. 

ERIN:

Well he just wasn't my type Sarah... that's not me being picky.

SARAH:

Right, but no one you go out with is your type. And you go on a lot of dates. Your averaging three dates a week.  You've probably been out with 80% of single guys in a 30 mile radius...

ERIN: 

Ok, ok I get it.  Maybe I am picky.  But why wouldn't I be?  I don't want to settle.  I don't want to end up like my parents, waking up next to someone you tolerate every day for the rest of your life... I want a heart pounding passionate love that drives me crazy and makes my stomach flutter with butterflies!

SARAH:

You've been reading Nora Roberts again haven't you.  I told you to stop doing that to yourself..

ERIN:

No, I'm not just reciting some cheesy romantic monologue, I'm being serious.  I know I seem miserably cynical but I believe in true love Sarah.  I really do.  I'm a hopeless romantic, but I can't keep doing this to myself Sarah.  It's degrading, these men are horrific, unbearable, and sometimes just plain obnoxious.  Like why? Why does a twit like Jennifer get to find prince charming while we have to deal with all the toads?  It just doesn't make sense... I mean all guys treat me like a piece of meat.  And I'm trying to get to know them. On a personal level.  But is that reciprocated ....no.... it's all 'she has a nice rack' or 'she can really...

SARAH: 

Erin... listen. I get it. I totally get it. (Sarah sees an attractive man walk into the shoe store) But maybe for now you should just buy some new shoes and forget whats his face.  

(Sarah sees another attractive guy holding a puppy in the pet store) And.. maybe a puppy. 

ERIN: 

(staring at the attractive guy going into a shoe store)

Shoes... lets do shoes.