Saturday, March 31, 8:00pm
Edward (and Andrea)
Edward sits at the window. Andrea takes the seat beside him.
Andrea: Hi, honey.
Edward: No …
Andrea: Do you like it?
Edward: Noooo …
Andrea: But … Lacey promised me you’d like it anyway. We tried, but …
Edward: It’s pink. Your hair is pink.
Andrea: Well I like it. Even though it was an accident. Should I try again? ‘Coz I can, like, try again next week.
Edward: (covers his face with his hands and laments) It’s too late. It’s too late!!
Andrea: Does … that mean we’re not, like, going to the party anymore?
Edward: You idiot! Of course we’re not going to a party. We were never going to a party!
Andrea: (reaches into her bag and pulls out a wooden stake) Damned right, sucka!!
Edward leaps over her and runs for the door. Andrea chases him off the bus.
Next stop: Sunday, April 1st, 4:00pm
