A ONE MINUTE PLAY
(She and He are in the gym, both working hard.)
He: Okay. Lottery.
She: How much?
He: You know. God money. Gold-plated-everything.
She: Student loans. Maybe a cheeseburger.
He: The rules.
She: A really GOOD cheeseburger.
He: Something stupid. Crazy stupid. Vain.
She: Electrolysis. Immediately. No question.
She: Head to toe. Well, not head. But, you know, face.
He: Like a Chihuahua?
She: Mexican hairless. Sort of.
She: Freedom, baby. Also, a nice gift for my lovers.
He: That’s fucked up.
She: Whatever. Don’t judge. My body, my choice.
He: You say.
He: Home theater for Xbox. Surround-sound. Call of Duty twenty feet high.
He: Whatever, baldy.
She: Not bald. Just well-groomed.
He: I don’t need to know.
She: ’s your game, Trigger.
He: Cool down.