Monday, May 7th, 1:00pm
Red (and Justin)
Red sits at the window carrying a basket of food. Justin takes the seat beside her.
Justin: Don’t I know you from somewhere?
Red: I … don’t think so.
Justin: Yeah, aren’t you that chick who gets eaten by a wolf?
Red: (eyes widen) Ooh, I hope not!
Justin: You’re not going to your grandma’s house, are you?
Red: Yeah … I just left my mom’s place. I’m on my way to drop off some goodies.
Justin: It’s not safe out there alone you know. I can walk you there if you’d like.
Red: (smiles) I made it there without incident the last two days running.
Justin: Well you know what they say: three times lucky. Or unlucky. Or something.
Red: How do I know you’re not a wolf?
Justin: Pfft. Who, me? Nah. I’m just a bouncer in a dungeon.
Red: (eyes widen even more: slowly nods head) Now THAT sounds like a trustworthy profession. I think I’ll take my chances. Thanks anyway.
Next stop: Tuesday, May 8th, 6:00pm