Setting: A bakery somewhere in Indiana. A woman is behind the counter, tidying up. Two men enter.
Woman: Hello! What can I do for you?
Man 1: Well, we’re in the market for a wedding cake. The one you did for my cousin Sue’s wedding was perfect!
Woman: Excellent! Here’s an order form for all the information about dates and times. Do you and your future wife know what flavor you’d like or should we schedule a tasting?
Man 2: Future husband.
Man 2: He’s marrying me.
Woman: Oh. (pauses) I’m a Christian.
Man 1: Ok.
Woman: I’m a Christ follower.
Man 2: Yeah, us too. We go to the Episcopal Church. That’s where we’re getting married.
Woman: No, I mean I’m a Christian. I don’t believe in gay marriage.
Man 1: (slowly) Ok.
Woman: I can’t provide a cake for a gay wedding. I refuse to be a party to sin.
Man 1: You made a cake for my cousin Sue.
Man 1: Sue was divorced. It was her second wedding. You made the cake.
Woman: I don’t see your point.
Man 2: Isn’t divorce a sin?
Woman: Look, I don’t believe in gay marriage. I will not make a cake for a gay wedding.
Man 1: Ok. Then…have a nice day. I guess.
Setting: Two weeks later. The same bakery. The woman has her phone in her hand.
Woman: (without any irony whatsoever) Gee, people on Facebook are mean. They’re even meaner on Yelp. They’re really screwing up my business.