4, BUS - NIGHT
Zig, Beht and Gorrik on the bus. Beht sits disappointedly. They all wear suits and ties.
NARRATION: Meanwhile
GORRIK: Man! I can’t wait to see the boss again, yo! We look nice, we smell nice… We finally meet all of the requirements!
BEHT: (Bitterly) Yeah. And next time, you two better use your OWN things to meet those requirements.
ZIG: Oh, shaddap Beht! What we used was nothin’. We ain’t tryna steal from ya!
BEHT: (Sarcastically) Oh, sure.
GORRIK: Zig’s right, y’know! Just some of your personal, favourite, almost-expensive shampoo, conditioner, and bodywash, plus a few sprays of your deodorant and cologne, oh, and don’t forget a mint for us each is what we used! That’s all!
ZIG: Gorrik, you moron, now ya made it sound like a lot!
GORRIK: But it’s really not, is it?
BEHT: Tsk… That’s rich coming from the guy with – how do you say? – more surface area.
GORRIK: Hey! That’s mean!
BEHT: Well, just know the both of you are covering my drinks tonight for all that. I’m not spending a thing.
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