Sunday, July 29th, 11:00am
Andrea (and Lacey)
Andrea sits at the window. Lacey takes the seat beside her.
Lacey: Where …
Andrea: (holds finger up) Wait! Before you say anything I’ve, like, got to tell you about this weird friggin’ dream I had last night.
Lacey: Oh yeah?
Andrea: Yeah. I dreamt I was locked in a basement for a week and while I was there? I was with this, like, creepy gorgeous guy who only knew four words. We really hit it off though. By the time I woke up, I was in love. But the weirdest part? I got all these bite marks on my neck. Like, I don’t know where the hell they came from.
Lacey: A week you say?
Lacey: Is that why you haven’t been at work for a week?
Andrea: (sits up straight) I haven’t what now?
Lacey: You’ve been totally missing for an entire week.
Andrea: No way! So it wasn’t a dream? (stands up) Excuse me.
Lacey: Where are you going? Harold’s going to be pissed if you miss any more work.
Andrea: Harold shmarold. I gotta find me some o’ my Honey Darkness!
Next stop: Monday, July 30th, 5:00pm