Sunday, December 10th, 10:00am
Ralph (and Kyra)
Ralph sits at the window. Kyra takes the seat beside him.
Ralph: (after several stops) Have you ever had such a bumpy ride?
Kyra: (with arms crossed over her stomach) No. And I’m so hungover.
Ralph: Hungover, eh? (chuckles) Those days are long past for me. I do remember ’em though.
Kyra: Yeah, well, I’m never drinking again.
Ralph: ‘Til next week, I expect. (winks)
Kyra: Yeah, maybe.
Ralph: You should be careful about that. Pickled my liver, I did.
Ralph: Yep, ended up with a lump the size of Manhattan.
Kyra rocks, arms tight over her stomach.
Ralph: Now when I throw up, it comes up all bloody.
Kyra changes seats, retching.
Next stop: Monday, December 11th, 8:00pm