A Compliment of the Highest Regard
A True Story, Adapted for the Stage:
Cast:
-WAITRESS
-YOUNG MAN
-YOUNG WOMAN
-HUSBAND
The Scene:
A cozy
WAITRESS: Good morning! Would you folks like a few more minutes or are you all set to order?
YOUNG MAN: I think we’re ready.
WAITRESS: (names off litany of breakfast options, which includes waffles, eggs cooked any way, omelettes, blueberry or chocolate chip pancakes, and apple strudel french toast)
YOUNG MAN: (with awe) Can I have one of everything? (laughs)
YOUNG WOMAN: (in a motherly, gently reprimanding voice) No, Honey. We’ll each get one thing and split it, okay?
YOUNG MAN: Alright... Well I want the Apple Strudel French Toast then.
YOUNG WOMAN: I’ll have an omelette with goat cheese and tomato.
WAITRESS: Sounds great! I’ll have that out for you in a few.
(A few minutes pass while the WAITRESS and her HUSBAND cook their order. She returns with French Toast that looks a lot like this:
..and an omlette that looks a lot like this:
...and presents it to the COUPLE.) (The YOUNG MAN stares at the plate of French Toast in front of him, nearly mesmerized. The WAITRESS is amused.)
WAITRESS: Can I get you guys anything else?
YOUNG MAN: (in an entranced voice, still staring at his plate) No... absolutely nothing.
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