Virginia has no desire whatever to talk to David, so she busies herself retting the place up for her own party.
Virginia knows she has no right to be mad at David. He’s a free man, and she’s flat out refused to get involved with him past a certain point. But she’s afraid of what would happen if she tried to make up with him. So she slapdances alone and plans her guest list.
David…would like to talk to Virginia. Would like to kiss and make up and have one final whirlwind night together, doing all the things they never got around to doing. Instead he eats breakfast alone, and thinks about Candy as hard as he can. He knows that’s a merry-go-round to get on; but he’s ready to be a little dizzy for awhile. Whatever it takes to get him past this.