Monday, March 5th, 6:00pm
Hillary (and Drommen)
Hillary sits at the window. Drommen takes the seat beside her.
Drommen: Hi there. Sorry I couldn’t make it the other night. My sister needed me.
Hillary: That’s okay.
Drommen: Are you busy tonight?
Hillary: (sits up straight) No.
Drommen: Still got that weed?
Hillary: (smiles) Yeah.
Drommen: I’d invite you back to my place, but we’d be alone. I’ll understand if you’re not comfortable with that.
Hillary: No! No that’s fine. Sooo … what does it do to you anyway? (bats eyelashes) You said you’d tell me when I’m nineteen …
Drommen: (grins) I could show you right now if you’d like.
A man steps up and taps Drommen on the shoulder.
Man: That’s enough, Sir. I’m going to have to ask you to come with us.
Drommen: … but I was just going to …
Man: Ma’am, is this the man you were telling us about?
Hillary: No! It’s another guy!
Man: You don’t have to be afraid to tell me. If this is him …
Hillary: It’s not! It’s another guy who kinda looks like him. The other guy has a mole!
Drommen: Look, if I could just show you what I was …
Man: There’s no need for that, Sir. If you’d just come peaceably.
Hillary: No! Don’t take him! He’s not the one!
Man: You’re not the only one to identify him. I’m sorry.
Drommen: It’s okay. You have other things to worry about. I’ll see you later.
The undercover cop leads Drommen to the door.
Hillary: (calling to Drommen) I’ll be waiting for you, Jake!
Next stop: Tuesday, March 6th, 7:00pm