Tuesday, November 14th, 5:00pm
Drommen (and Hillary) (and Sean)
Drommen sits at the window. Hillary takes the seat beside him.
Hillary: Hi Jake.
Drommen: Hi there, Jessica.
Hillary: You’ll never guess what I saw on the bus yesterday.
Drommen: What was it?
Hillary: A flasher.
Drommen: (frowning) A flasher? On my bus?
Drommen: How dare he! Flashing a young lady like you! What did you do?
Hillary: I laughed at him. He got off the bus.
Hillary: I’d heard about him before. A lady on here told me there’s a habitual flasher on the bus. She said his name is Drummin or something. That must have been him.
Drommen: No it wasn’t.
Hillary: (lifts an eyebrow) How are you so sure?
Drommen: Well … um … You said he just flashed you, right?
Drommen: I heard this other guy is much more polite. He asks first.
Hillary: (laughing) A polite flasher? Now I’ve heard everything.
Drommen: It’s possible.
Hillary: Riiight. The day I see a polite flasher is the day I change my name to Hillary.
Sean gets on the bus.
Sean: (as he passes in the aisle) Hey, Hillary.
Next stop: Wednesday, November 15th, 6:00pm