Tuesday, January 23rd, 7:00pm
Candice (and Justin)
Candice sits at the window. Justin takes the seat beside her.
Justin: Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?
Candice: Maybe.
Justin: Yeah, from that place there.
Candice: I go a lot of places.
Justin: Yeah, it’s … (puts his hands over his face) Ugh. I can’t do this anymore.
Candice: Do what?
Justin: I’m working for this guy who uses me to swindle money out of women. I just … can’t. Sure, they get a lot of pleasure out of it by the time I’m through with them. But it’s just not fair.
Candice: (pats his knee) There, there. I understand.
Justin: You do?
Candice: I kind of do the same thing.
Justin: (speaks an octave higher) You do?
Candice:(nods) Mmhm.
Justin: Huh.
Candice: Listen, just how bad do you feel about what you’ve done?
Justin: Pretty bad.
Candice: Bad enough that you’d like to be punished?
Justin: (smiles shyly) Kinda.
Candice:(grins) In that case, have I got a treat for you.
Drommen sits at the window. A light shines on him from above and he stands and addresses the audience.
Drommen:Hello. (steps into the aisle, resting a hand on the back of the seat) What if none of this is real. What if I am just the fantasy of a writer. An author in a crisis of identity. What would the outcome be.
Drommen takes a seat and stares out the window as the overhead light dims. Holly approaches.
Holly: Hey! How are you? Long time no see!
Drommen:(looks up and smiles) Well, hi there. Have a seat.
Holly:(sits) How have you been?
Drommen: Oh, not bad. My sister Francine moved in with me, but apart from that nothing much is new. How about you?
Holly: Everything’s great! The baby is due in a few months. No sign of Mr. Fangs or my ex, so things are fantastic. And I’ve got you to thank for it. (nudges him) So what was it you wanted to show me last time?
Drommen:(frowns) I was going to ask you if you’d mind if I masturbate.
Holly: (smiles) Go ahead! I’d love to watch.
Drommen: But now I’m a little reluctant.
Holly: Why is that?
Drommen: Well you see, I’ve got all these other people watching now, and I’m not sure I can do it.
Holly: Performance anxiety?
Drommen: Precisely.
Holly freezes. A light shines from above and Drommen stands and addresses the audience.
Drommen: And there you have it. I’m Jake Drommen, and this is the Bus Stop Zone.