Stop Lying Jack Monologue

“Stop lying Jack.” Then there was a long pause. A pause so long any normal person would have suffocated in the tension. Jack coughed. “And then the house exploded. It was wild.”
The next moment of silence was even more excruciating than the first. The blanket of silence no longer pressed down on the people in the room, but crushed them completely. It's a miracle they were able to breath. “What do you get from this Jack, hmmm? Do you get off on this? Does lying make you happy, Jack? Does it?” Jack shrugged his shoulders all the way to his ears, turned his hips and walked away, sashaying to the beat of a song nobody knew and nobody else heard.
She sat there in silence. Arms and legs heavy with defeat. How do you win with someone like Jack. You
I was on my way to our date when all of a sudden this man was thrown at me from out of a black SUV. It was probably a Cherokee or an explorer. I don’t know. It’s not pertinent. Anyway, I was on my way to our date when all of a sudden this man is thrown right out the side of an SUV and lands on top of me. It was crazy. I immediately pick up the gun he has on his waist. Did I tell you he was armed? Well he was. And I just start shooting. I don’t even think first. I grab the gun, move the guy and start firing rounds at the Challenger it was insane. The biggest rush I ever experienced. Well. . . except for the time when I was in the war. Did I tell you about my time in
Anything. But all he would do is stare at the blonde waitress grinning uncontrollably and covering her face. Eventually the silence was cut off when Jack flashed his sparkling smile and rushed over to the blonde.
“Hey. I’m Jack. Would you like to hear about my time in Afghanistan.”
All she could do was watch. She didn’t have the confidence to confront them and even if she did, Jack would just make her look stupid and irrational.
“I just wanted to tell her a story” he would say “I can’t even talk to other women?” Everyone would stop to stare at the barbaric petite brown haired lady screaming at the calm and collected fellow in the burgundy suit. C’mon how many people could look good in a burgundy suit? They would immediately side with him as it is human nature to side with the attractive person.
Suddenly she could no longer hold herself steady. Her knees had buckled beneath her and she found it hard to breathe.
“Stop lying, Jack.”
Jack turned around and stared at her, sitting on her knees on the resteraunts black carpet. The cheap material scratched her shin, but she didn't care. Jack turned back toward the waitress, coughed and continued. “And then the house exploded. It was