Friday, December 8th, 9:00pm
Jade (and Doug)
Jade sits by the window. Doug takes the seat beside her.
Jade: (staring at Doug) What are you, a stripper or something?
Doug: (looks down at himself and then at her, confused) No, I’m a fireman.
Jade: (snorts) Do you wear your uniform all the time?
Doug: No, only when I’m going to a fire.
Jade: (smiling) You’re going to a fire … on a bus?
Doug: Yes. It’s raging as we speak.
Jade: (laughs) Where?
Doug: Downtown. (strains to look at the bus driver) Can you hurry it up?
Doug: (to the bus driver) There’s a fire downtown. You don’t want to be responsible for people dying, do you?
Jade: Hey! He can’t go any faster. There’s traffic.
Doug: And why do you think there’s so much traffic? There’s a fire!
Jade: (laughs) You’re a stripper, aren’t you.
Doug: I’m not a stripper. I’m a fireman. And there’s a fire.
Jade: Well then why don’t you run? You’d go faster than this bus is.
Doug: That would be violating my … fire code regulations.
Jade: What “fire code regulations”?
Doug: It states that I must arrive at the fire in a city-owned vehicle. I missed the fire truck so I’m on a bus.
Jade: (stares at him for a moment) I’ll give you twenty bucks if you drop trou.
Doug: (hesitates) Make it fifty and you’re on.
Next stop: Saturday, December 9th, 4:00pm