Red sits at the window. Phil takes the seat beside her: he is out of breath.
Red: Are you okay?
Phil: Yeah. I almost missed the damned bus. (does a double take) … I mean, the darned bus.
Red: I wish I had. I’m really starting to hate taking the bus. I used to have a car to go to my grandma’s house. But since it broke down, I’m having to deliver the goodies (holds up basket) by bus and by foot. Yesterday I almost got eaten!
Phil:(stares) You hate the bus too … Wait, did you say eaten?
Red: Yeah. A guy came out of the bushes and tried to bite my neck. He was wearing all this glittery stuff. Kept calling me Bell-something. I might not even be here if some crazy brunette hadn’t shown up and chased him away with a pointy stick.
Phil: That doesn’t sound very safe. What do you say to getting off the bus with me? I’m just going to get my car from the shop. I can drive you to your grandma’s house.
Red:(sighs in relief and grins widely) Oh, could you?
Phil: I’d drive you there every night …
Red takes his hand. They get off the bus together.
Wednesday, May 2nd, 6:00pm
The Grim Reaper (and The Darkness)
The Grim Reaper sits at the window with his scythe. The Darkness boards the bus and approaches.
The Grim Reaper: (looking up) Who do you think you are?
The Darkness: (conversationally) I am The Darkness.
The Grim Reaper: I’m afraid I’ll have to see some ID.
The Darkness pulls card from pocket and hands it to The Grim Reaper.
The Grim Reaper: (leans his scythe against the seat and takes the card. reading) Last name, Darkness, first name, The. I guess you want to see mine now.
The Darkness nods.
The Grim Reaper: (hands The Darkness back the card, picks up the scythe and exits the bus. mumbling) Damn it, Martha was right. I should have brought my wallet.