Barbie

[Open on a meadow on the cusp of a fresh morn, where one regular fella approaches another.The first fella sighs forlornly, as the other asks:]"Hey, what's wrong there, buddy?""Oh, nothing. I just... [a spry piano arpeggio is heard] I wish there were more colours.""Whadda ya mean, glum-bum?""Well... [to the beat of a jaunty tune] we have blue for the skies and the seas...""That's true.""Green on the grass, far as I can see...""Black for the nights...""And yellows for days...""Purples for blurples...""And suits made of greys! Yet there's no special colour for the feelings I have.""What feelings are those? Are they terribly sad?""No! It's of laughter, of play and delight!""Well, I've got a colour that I think is just right?""Really?!""Yeah, it's pink.""Oh, sh#$t, I forgot about pink.""I remembered cos I just saw the Barbie movie.""Any good?""Only one way to find out: tune into the Pals brand new episode where they discuss just that, Greta Gerwig's pink billion-dollar smash hit, and the cultur-Pal event of the year!""Why are you yelling?""BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!""THAT MAKES SENSE!"