Bullied by Evil Babies
By Delisea
Characters:
Jack—27 years old, doesn’t like the Perpe. Loves hamburgers.
Perpe 1: likes to bully Jack and likes hamburgers. The Perpe is a big baby.
Perpe 2: he likes candy and he mostly dumb and love hamburgers.
Scene 1–street
(Jack is walking home from the library with a hamburger. Jack starts running.
Random Person: Hey! Watch where you going!
(Jack keeps running until he gets home. He leaves the door open and goes to get a bottle of water.
Perpe 1 comes storming in the door.)
Perpe 1: Where’s my candy!
Jack: I swear I don’t have it.
(Perpe 1( walks up to Jack and grabs his shirt collar.)
Perpe 2: You better have my candy bar tomorrow.
Jack: Okay, okay.
(Perpe 1 : storms out, taking Jack’s hamburger. Jack looks sad because his hamburger is gone.)
Jack (sits at table puts his head in his hands): I really need to find a way to keep those Perpes out of my way.
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A Planet Problem
By Maple B.
Characters
Narrator
Mercury
Saturn
Uranus
Sun
Scene One
(Bright light shining. As the light dims, enter all. Sun stands center stage, and planets begin to “orbit” it. Mercury closest to sun, then Saturn, then Uranus. The planets are not in a line. As each planet gets directly in front of the audience, everything freezes, and that planet speaks. When speech is done, everything un-pauses.)
(Mercury faces front. Everything pauses.)
Mercury: Hi, I’m Mercury. I’m small and fast. I’m not happy! I often leave my orbit to visit the asteroid belt. But I really like Saturn, though I don’t often get to visit her. Whenever I have a problem, I ask Saturn. Do you?
Uranus, rudely, still frozen: No!
(Un-pause. Planets continue orbit.)
(Saturn faces front. Everything pauses.)
Saturn: Hi, I’m Saturn. I’m very smart. I’m super slow because if my rings—which are actually hula hoops—are bumped, they’ll fall. I have rings because my giant hula hoops got stuck!
(Un-pause. Planets continue orbit.)
(Uranus faces front. Everything pauses.)
Uranus: I’m proud and I often brag. I hate the sun and would like to get rid of it. I also dislike all the planets, especially the smart ones and the smart ones’ friends. Read More
McKala Bolden: A Play by Keyaura H.
Characters:
McKala
Mike
Alexis
Travis
Mom
Branden
McKala: Hey Mike, how did you do on the test? I got an “A.”
Mike: I did good but I got a “B.” Lucky for you. You got an “A” and what did I get, a “B.”
McKala: Well don’t be so sad. No one’s perfect. Anyway, you hear about the dance? The girls get to choose.
Mike: Huh?
McKala: The girls choose the dance, didn’t you hear?
Mike: Ohhhhh…that dance. Yeah. Why?
McKala: Well?
Mike: No!
McKala: You don’t even know what I was going to say.
Mike: Yes I do.
McKala: What?
Mike: Do you want to go?
McKala: How did you know?
Mike: Because every time those dances come up you always ask me, that’s why I acted like I didn’t know about it.
(The school bell rings and school is over. They go to dinner.)
Alexis: Hey guys, what are you up to?
McKala: I am traumatized.
Alexis: What? Why?
McKala: I asked Mike to go to the girls choice dance and he turned me down.
Travis: What! Who turned you down? Wait…what are we talking about?
Alexis: Mike said no to McKala when she asked him out to the dance.
Travis: Awe, he’s nuts. Any boy would have wanted to go with you. You’re hot.
McKala: Thanks, Trav. You always make me feel better.
Alexis: And you’re gonna feel even better because we’re going shopping. You are going to that dance and you are gonna be the flyest girl in there and Mike is going to be drooling like a dog. I get off in 2 hours, then we’ll go.
McKala: Ok, cool. But I still don’t know why he won’t go with me.
(They are at the mall.)
McKala: Ooooh, I like this dress.
Alexis: Me too, I’ll take it.
(At Alexis’s house.)
Alexis: Ooooh girl! That dress yells your name it’s like, “McKala! McKala!”
McKala: (Laughing) Thanks, it is gorgeous.
Alexis: I knew you’d like it.
McKala: How did you know?
Alexis: Because every time we go to the mall I always pick out your outfits.
McKala: Oh my god. But I can’t say anything because you’d be looking fly.
Alexis: Ha, what can I say? I do look fly.
Mom: Alexis, Travis is here!
Alexis: Ok, send him up!
Mom: Ok. Travis, honey, go on up.
Travis: (Enters and sees McKala) Wow! You look gorgeous!
McKala: Umm…thanks.
Travis: You are welcome. Wow. I wanted to ask you something. Um…will you go to the dance with me?
McKala: Hmm…I would but, I’m supposed to ask you.
Travis: Well, can you?
McKala: Ok, will you go to the dance with me?
Travis: Ok!
Alexis: See? What did I tell you?
McKala: What did you tell me?
Alexis: Just go along with it.
McKala: Ok!
(At the dance.)
Mike: (Sees McKala) Wow! Dude, look at McKala, she looks hot! Right. Hello? Where’d he go?
McKala: Hey Alexis.
Alexis: Hey!
McKala: There’s Mike, do you think he saw me?
Alexis: I don’t think so.
McKala: I am going to make him jealous.
Alexis: Ok, you do that while I dance, ok?
McKala: Yeah, ok.
(Everyone is dancing, Mike tries to cut in on McKala and Travis.)
Mike: Can I cut in please?
Travis: No you can’t. You had your chance, buddy. Your loss!
(Mike goes over by the punch bowl looking for someone to dance with and finds no one.)
Mike: Man, I really regret saying no to McKala.
Travis: Hey dude, what’s up?
Mike: What do you want?
Travis: I just said hi.
Mike: Why did you steal my date?
Travis: What? Stop right there. Your date? You turned her down!
Mike: How did you know?
Travis: Because after school I saw her where Alexis works. Why did you say no to her? I mean, she’s a sweet girl any boy would want to go, so I stepped up. Why did you say no?
Mike: Because I guess I was so scared to say yes because she is so beautiful.
Travis: I’m going to dance now, ok.
(Travis goes back to McKala.)
McKala: What did he want?
Travis: We were just talking about sports.
McKala: Anything else?
Travis: Nope.
McKala: Ok.
Travis: Let’s dance now.
McKala: Ok! Hey Alexis!
Alexis: Yeah?
McKala: I think he wants me back.
Alexis: Who is “he?”
McKala: Mike. I think he wants me back.
Alexis: Why didn’t you just say, “Mike?” And why do you think he wants you back?
McKala: I don’t know. And I know because he was talking to Travis.
Alexis: Why do you care? I thought you were over that?
McKala: I was. And I am. But I still have feelings for him.
Alexis: Oh my god, you need to move on. He’s never gonna like you and you know that.
McKala: I know, but I like him.
Alexis: What? I thought you like Jamey, not Mike?
McKala: I do, but Mike is so hot and I think he likes me too. I’m going to ask him.
Alexis: Before you do that, just remember what I told you, ok?
McKala: Ok, wish me luck.
(McKala goes over to Mike.)
McKala: Hey Mike. Do you like me?
Mike: Umm….yes!
McKala: Well why do you say no to me when I ask you to the dances?
Mike: Because. And don’t laugh…I was scared to say yes.
McKala: Why were you scared of me? I’m not scary.
Mike: You know what, I’m just going to say it. I’m nervous to say yes.
(The next day at school.)
Travis: Hey McKala.
McKala: Hey Trav, what’s up?
Travis: Nothing much, what up with you?
McKala: Nothing.
Travis: Guess what?
McKala: What?
Travis: I heard from a little birdy that you and Mike are going together.
McKala: Who told you?
Travis: I don’t know, what’s why I said I heard it from a little birdy.
McKala: You are weird.
Travis: Thanks for nothing.
(The school bell rings, they are at lunch everyone is eating.)
Mike: Hey Kaly!
McKala: Hey poopoo!
Alexis: Ewww.
McKala: What? Are you mad that we’re a couple?
Alexis: First of all, no! Second of all, why would I be mad? I’m happy for you!
McKala: Aww, thanks. See, that’s why you’re my best friend.
Mike: It’s time to take our picture.
(Picture gets taken, a flash is seen and a click is heard.)
Branden: Come on, you’re coming with me.
Alexis: Coming with you where?
Branden: You said I could take you home.
Alexis: Oh, right. let’s go. Bye McKala! Bye Mike!
Mike: Bye!
McKala: Bye!
THE END
Separate Ways: A Play by Gilda W.
Characters:
Narrator
Talia
Lex
Dr. Professor Mr. Scientist
Project S
Project G
Avalyn
Voice Offstage
Scene I
Narrator: (Yelling towards offstage) Oh…Oh yeah? Well, up yours!
(Sees audience and blushes.)
Oh…sorry. I’m (clears throat) the narrator. A pointless character that
really doesn’t do anything but move the plot along for your convenience.
Anyway, this is the play. A tale where friends are made, battles are fought, and um…battles are fought. Well, where was I?
(Looks at script.)
Yeah. So here’s a little background info, it had been three years since…a…really, really, really big war. Yeah. Um, the soldiers came home. And it was all peaceful.
Voice: As IF!
Narrator: Shut up!
(Back to audience.)
Sorry. Technical difficulties. Anyway, some people tried to make super
soldiers to fight future wars.
(Waits.)
Spotlight dude! Over there!
(Narrator points stage right.)
Jeez!
(Walks offstage muttering. Spotlight is on Lab, Dr. Professor Mr. Scientist
is observing two canisters: one has girl, one has boy. Lex is mixing chemicals on table.)
DPS: Hmm. Hmm…HUM (clears throat).
Lex, will you hand me my clipboard of doom?
Lex: Yessir.
(Lex hands the clipboard to DPS with papers)
DPS: Thank you (scribbles on random page).
Hmm…Hummmmm.
(DPS begins talking to boy in canister, who is unconscious)
DPS: You’re doing much better than the girl. Your vitals are stable and I think…Yeah. A few more days, and I’ll wake you up.
(DPS walks over to girl in canister)
You, on the other ha – Ow! Ow! Ow!
(DPS spins around)
Avalyn!
(Avalyn enters, laughs, and throws something under the table and runs out. Everyone freezes)
(Narrator enters grumbling)
Narrator: I really hate that random offstage person. But, you guys need to know who these people are. Alright (looks down at notecard), Dr. Professor Mr. Scientist. He is…strange. He’s working on two different genetically altered “projects” (DPS makes air quotes with his hands on the word, “projects.”). A girl called project S, who is not doing so well. And a boy called project G, who is about to regain consciousness. Lex…well, Lex is Lex. He’s Dr. Professor Mr. Scientist’s assistant. Lex is a bad name for him. Lex sounds like someone who would skip school and do something fun. Someone who deserves to have an “X” in their name. Nope, Lex is boring and has NO sense of humor. He’s not the main character in the story either. Here’s a hint: you haven’t met the main character. Yet.
(Narrator pauses. Hangs head.)
Narrator: Nope. It’s not me.
Voice: Who would make you the main character? I don’t know anyone THAT stupid!
Narrator: Shut up! (Breathes heavily)
Voice: (High-pitched) Shutting up.
Narrator: Good. Ok, well, Avalyn is another completely pointless character who pops up at random times and fires spitballs at characters who are trying to accomplish something. Let’s get back to the story.
Voice: It’s better than listening to you…
Narrator: Go away!
(Everyone unfreezes as the Narrator stomps offstage. Green smoke rises from under the table.)
Lex: Urk! (Claps hands over his mouth and runs out making throw-up noises)
DPS: (Sighs) What is it now? Lex? (DPS sniffs the air and passes out.)
(Avalyn comes in wearing a gas mask and laughs. Narrator comes back onstage holding nose.)
Narrator: Obviously, Avalyn planted a stink bomb. Keep an eye on the project S. Do you see how clever the playwright is here? This is called “foreshadowing.”
(Narrator exits. Avalyn taps on Project S’s canister, nothing happens and she goes to project G’s canister, taps on it, and he opens his eyes. Avalyn screams and faints. Project G breaks glass and steps out and stretches, looks around the laboratory.)
Project G: Impressive.
BLACKOUT.
Scene II
(Talia is lying down on a bed and writing. She sits up and starts reading.)
Talia: Dear Lex, I miss you a lot and I wish I knew your address so I could send this to you so you could know that I still remember you. If you don’t remember me, I’ll be really mad. We were best friends before you went to fight in the f…fricken war. I can’t believe you just left. Why didn’t you say goodbye?
(Stops and thinks for a second.)
Nah, that sounds really bad. (She sighs) I miss him. (Talia tears up the letter.) He’s not in the phone book, he didn’t tell me where he was going, jeez (she freezes as the Narrator enters).
Narrator: This is Talia, and yes, as many of you have already guessed, she is the main character. She’s a pretty quiet girl who lives by herself in an apartment formerly owned by her uncle. She asked me not to tell the rest of her story. I’ll go now.
(Narrator exits and Talia unfreezes, stands up and starts pacing.)
Talia: If I had a beard right now, I’d stroke it. (She pauses to think again.) That’s it! I’m leaving tonight and finding Lex! (Talia stomps offstage.)
(Narrator peeks onstage then tiptoes on.)
Narrator: Alright, as we can all see, Talia has made a stupid decision. (A cell phone rings and the Narrator answers.)
Narrator: Yeah? Ok. What? Hey, look, I didn’t write the script, ok? (Narrator pauses) Fine!!! (Narrator hangs up phone.) That was the playwright. She says that all of Talia’s decisions – from now on – will be smart ones. Mostly. A play isn’t any fun without stupid decisions, right? right? Right.
(Narrator rolls eyes and walks offstage.)
BLACKOUT
Frank: A Play by Mariah M.
Characters:
Frank
Felicia
Student 1
Student 2
Student 3 (Stefani)
Robyn
Mrs. Kitsh
Caveman 1
Caveman 2
Caveman 3
Scene One
(Frank is sitting on the floor against the back wall in an empty stage.)
Frank: (crying, head in hands.) I wish…someone understood.
(A pebble appears in the middle of the stage.)
Frank: A pebble. The walls between reality…and here. Are breaking.
(Giant rock tumbles onto stage. Something crashes. Destruction noises.)
Frank: The code 8875962 whisker.
(Frank is pulled offstage by invisible current.)
Scene 2
(In Frank’s living room. There is a sofa, chair in the back. Felicia is on the couch. The doorbell rings.)
Felicia: Oh my. At this hour, it better be God-awful important.
(Felicia opens door. Woman near the same age stands there.)
Felicia: Robyn! (They hug.)
Robyn: Oh dear Felicia, it’s been a while. I’m utterly sorry. I was just driving through and my car was running out of…whatever. And there’s a storm in New York in the area I’m headed (She points). I left Maryland late and you were the only person I know within an hour…when I realized…the trouble.
Felicia: I don’t mind, of course you can stay the night! I tucked Frank in, you’ll be surprised how much he has grown. Greg, that’s my new boyfriend is out of town and I’ve absolutely nothing to do. Lord, I’ve missed you.
Robyn: Frank, how old is he now?
Felicia: (She smiles.) He is 8.
Robyn: And how is he? (Felicia’s face becomes sad.)
Felicia: Actually, not so well. He’s being bullied and he keeps going on about this voidy place where he “escapes” to when he’s sad. He says it’s his “away from reality and time. My own place. What will be the price?”
Robyn: What? (She jumps up.) What are you talking about, honey?
Felicia: I overhead him saying that to himself while going to the bathroom last night. (Felicia grabs Robyn’s hand) I’m scared Robs, My little boy! I’m so (she whispers the next line) so scared.
Scene 3
(Frank’s classroom. He is daydreaming and his teacher is grimacing and pacing back and forth in the front of the room.)
Mrs. Kitsh: Frank? Ahem…Frank!
(Frank wakes in a high-pitched voice.)
Frank: Yes, Ms. Kitsh?
Mrs. Kitsh: Why do you think history is recorded? Why do we need to know it? Why are you in this room learning these things? Do you care? (Teacher crosses arms.) Do you? (Teacher stomps feet.)
Frank: Well you see…um…I care about learning. This classroom is useful for those who are not beyond…uhhh…time is a very strange thing you see. History is like guidelines. Guidelines are edited by effects. And history is changed by umm….time travelers! Like me! Well soon. I can escape time. I cannot travel through time…yet.
(Multiple classmates shout at the moment they hear this.)
Student 1: Nerd!
Student 2: Dweeb!
Student 3: Nimrod!
Student 1: Student tres dude, that’s a dorky insult. Maybe you should go kiss Frank!
1 & 2: Oooooh…and…they can have
Student 1: An exotic summer romance
Student 2: And have mutant babies!
(Mrs. Kitsh slowly steps onto a desk.)
Mrs. Kitsh: ENOUGH! Uno and dos, stay with me. Everyone else (She pauses and puts her finger on her chin to think and falls off the desk onto her face.)
LEAVE!
(The class cheers and runs from the room.)
Mrs. Kitsh: I am very disappointed in you two. You know Frank has his issues.
Student 2: No fair! He smells funny. Like sulfur and dust! Like old things. old diseases and nasty stuff.
Mrs. Kitsh: Ahem! Those are of the past. (She puts her hands on her hips.) The. Past.
Scene 4
(The school playground. Swing set is in the middle of the stage. Students are climbing on towers made of cardboard boxes. Student 3 and Frank are on the swingset. Students 1 & 2 walk across the stage. Students part to different sides while the bullies walk through. They fall silent. When Students 1 & 2 have passed all students leave the stage except for Frank and Student 3.)
Student 3: You know my mom has been on the jury a lot. Trials that lasted hundreds of days.
Frank: And? (Frank is angry, turns away.)
Student 3: She taught me something.
Frank: (Still angry, but mildly interested, turns to face Student 3.) Yeah? What?
Student 3: I’m sorry. All my life I’ve been popular (He sighs dramatically). God knows why and I’m sorry. You opened up a new world to me. I believe…everything?
Frank: You believe…me?
Student 3: (Smiles) Jury duty. Mama taught me how to tell when people lie. And you…can escape time! That’s cool!
Frank: Yeah well…it’s ain’t good for nothing. Everyone thinks I’m crazy.
Student 3: (Stands up) I’m sorry Frank, but why aren’t you trying to change things! Frank, you have got to be strong! Get up! (Frank stands.) Now what does your mother think?
Frank: (mumbling) Brain damage.
Student 3: You have none! What are you gonna do?
Frank: I don’t know!
Student 3: Figure it out!
Frank: Well I could…
Student 3: Spit it out!
Frank: I could take her with me.
Student 3: You could?
Frank: Yeah. I guess.
Student 3: Could you take me?
Frank: Yeah…yeah I could. (smiles) Thanks!
Student 3: You know my name? It isn’t Student Tres.
(Frank is surprised)
Student 3: It’s Stefani.
Frank: Hey, come here Stefani.
Student 3: I am here. (She jumps in the air and lands on the ground in a thud.)
Frank: Riiiiiight.
Student 3: Anyway.
Frank: You’re my only real friend.
Student 3: I like goldfish. (Stefani runs away)
Frank: Oh dea. OH DEAR. My mom. My mommy. Why am I here? I need to take her to my special place! She’s waiting for me! (Frank runs offstage)
Scene 5
(Frank’s house. Frank’s mom sits alone on the couch on the phone with pencil and paper in one hand)
Felicia: Yes. Yes that’s right, Frank Dekorccini. No (She pauses). Deceased. Yes. That’s right. (pauses) Mmhmmm. Gotcha.
(pauses to listen. Nods off and on. Frank runs through the front door. Phone falls out of Felicia’s hand. Felicia stands up and hugs Frank.)
Felicia: You owe me an explanation young man!
Frank: Mommy, I’m so sorry. I know. But listen.
Felicia: No, Sir!!!
Frank: It’s not…
(Felicia interrupts)
Felicia: You need to understand.
Frank: We’ve got to
(Felicia interrupts again)
Felicia: Frank Roberto Clyde Angus Dekorccini!
(Frank drops to the ground and silences)
Frank: Yes, mother?
Felicia: Why are you two hours late?
Frank: Well, after school I made a friend. She…She believed me about my place. Her name is Stefani and she likes goldfish!!
Felicia: Awww (smiles)…honey, that’s great! (Straightens) I mean, This was a huge mistake!!!!
Frank: Well I’m sorry. But listen. I need to know will you do something with me?
Felicia: Anything.
Frank: Come with me. Come to my place. I know we can do it, I know!
Felicia: Honey, please. It’s not real!
Frank: Then, think of this as a chance to prove me wrong. (He makes a sad puppy dog face) Mommy, please!
Felicia: Well I guess it can’t hurt dear. Now let’s get this over with.
Frank: Ok, we need to clear up this space.
(They push the furniture against the walls.)
Frank: Well go see Mom, I discovered a formula to travel through time. But…
Felicia: But what?
Frank: (Jumps) I’m missing a component, Mom. And I don’t know what it is. But, without the component, the formula took me to my place. And when my life is falling apart it eases me. Being there. My true home.
Felicia: This…(Felicia’s voice goes soft and breaks) is nonsense.
Frank: (Weak and sad) Well fine. Show me. Sit down and hold my hand.
(They sit down cross-legged facing each other.)
Frank: The entry and exit code have the same numbers but different words. I can’t say it out loud, but I can write it down for you to see. And then – THEN we’ll say it out loud and hold hands. And (spreads out his hands dramatically) BAZOOM! (pauses) Do you have any paper? And a pencil?
(Felicia hands Frank paper and pencil. Frank scribbles something down and hands it to Felicia to read.)
Frank: Are you ready?
Felicia: (Angrily) Whatever.
Frank: No, (sighs) really Mom, you have to make yourself ready. Just imagine.
(Felicia waits to respond. She closes her eyes and hold Frank’s hands)
Felicia: I’m ready.
Frank: Ok, so at the count of three…(he smiles) you know what to do.
Felicia: (she smiles) Yes, I do.
Frank: Ok, 1…2…3!
Felicia/
Frank: (Together) 8875962 WHOLLOPZING!
(Lights fade to black, the stage is barely visible. Frank and Felicia scream and something crashes.)
Felicia: Oh my god, Frank!
Frank: Mom, this isn’t supposed to happen!
Felicia: Oh whatever, you’re not crazy!
Frank: We should already be there! But Mommy, I can sense it! We’re moving! Through TIME!
Felicia: Oh, but honey, you’re sane! You’re a genius!
Frank: (Annoyed) Well, duh! (He pauses) Anyway, I haven’t figured out the component! But it’s here! It’s clear! But what is it?
(Something crashes again)
Felicia: (Sobbing) Oh my little boy! I’m so proud of you!
Frank: It’s not important, Mom. The component –
(Felicia interrupts)
Felicia: It’s love Frank, Love!
(Something crashes again)
Frank: Mom?
Felicia: Yes, Frank?
Frank: Mommy?
Felicia: What is it, honey?
Frank: Love?
Felicia: I’m sure! Where do you think you got your genius brain from? The sky?
(Something crashes)
Frank: But Mommy? (pauses) Where are we going?
Felicia: Oh my god! Frank?
Frank: Yes?
Felicia: Where are we going?
(The lights come back on. The set is in a cave. Three very hairy cavemen lumber across the stage.)
Caveman 1: Oooohagra!
(Caveman 2 pushes Caveman 1 to the floor. Caveman 3 runs around in circles screaming.)
Caveman 2: Aaah! Oooh! Uhh! Eee! Aaah! Oooh!
Caveman 3: (high-pitched) Laaaa! Laaa! Lah! Noooo!
THE END
THE SUSHI BAR: A Play by Rhiannon K.
SCENE ONE: Sushi restaurant
(Justin Bieber enters)
HOSHI: Oah, you Justin Bieber
J.B.: Yah, can I have the special
HOSHI: Anything for you Bieber san.
J.B.: Cool, oh can I have 3 specials
HOSHI: Sure Justin san
(JB sits down and taps his fingers)
HOSHI: Do you want Swedish or Dutch…….what do you want to drink?
J.B.: What you got?
HOSHI: Water, sprite, coke, soy sauce, vitamin water…
(JB interrupts)
J.B.: I’ll have vitamin water
(Person walks by and spills coke on J.B.)
PERSON 1: Sorry Sir I don’t know what happened
J.B.: It’s cool, just give me a towel
(Person 1 exits)
J.B.: How’s the food going?
Hoshi: Great Bieber son.
(Person 1 enters with towel and book)
J.B.: Oh, hey
PERSON 1: Here’s the towel…..oh can you sign this?
J.B.: Sure
(J.B. dries off and signs. Person 1 exits. Person 2 enters.)
PERSON 2: Hey you can’t buy that it’s $2 more!
PERSON 2 (higher voice): But it tastes good.
PERSON 2: NO!
PERSON 2 (higher voice): YES!
PERSON 2: NO!
PERSON 2 (higher voice): FINE!
PERSON 2: I’ll have #2.
HOSHI: O.K
J.B.: Hey is it done yet?
HOSHI: Yes.
(Hoshi hands J.B. his order.)
J.B.: Thanks
PERSON 2: Hey is it done yet?
PERSON 2 (higher voice): Yah
HOSHI: Get out!!! You’re a nut case.
(Person 2 exits. J.B. exits. Hoshi throws sushi at the door)