Note: Strong language
Thursday, November 16th, 6:00pm
Michael (and Wanda)
Michael sits at the window, reading a book. Wanda takes the seat beside him.
Wanda: Do you mind if I paint my nails?
Michael: (without looking away from his book) Nope.
Wanda: (takes a bottle of nail polish out of her pocket) Nasty outside today.
Michael: (without looking away from his book) Yep.
Wanda: (singing) Oh the weather outside is frightful. (speaking) Shit. (singing) But the fire is so delightful. (speaking, etc.) Shit. But as long as you love me so. Shit. Let …
Michael: (regards her for the first time) Why do you keep saying “shit”?
Wanda: The bus keeps ruining my nail polish when it goes over a bump.
Michael: So don’t paint your nails on the bus.
Wanda: Mind your own business.
Michael goes back to his book.
Wanda: (singing) Let it … Shit. Let it … Shit. Let it … Shit.
Next stop: Friday, November 17th, 7:00pm