| Scene Two: The two characters sit at a table in the Waffle House awaiting their food. Tracy: We made a pact at a Waffle House one time. Monal: Back at School. Tracy: Me you and David. That we would meet in ten years, no matter where we lived in the world at the time, and would meet back at that Waffle House on Holden Avenue. Monal: (Smiles). That�s right we did. (Waitress sets two teas on the table). A reunion of sorts. Tracy: We said we were going to get tattoos to remind ourselves... Monal: Tattoos on our feet right? Tracy: Of a house. Monal: A triangle on top of a square. Tracy: That�s right. (Sips tea). Monal: God that was a long time ago. Tracy: If you think about it it has almost been ten years. Monal: I guess it has. (Squeezes lemon into tea). Do you want your lemon? Tracy: No. Monal: (Gets lemon). Do you have a dollar for the jukebox? Tracy: You don�t have a dollar? How do you expect to pay for the meal? Monal: All I have is a ten. Tracy: All I have is a twenty and a ten. Monal: Can you give me the ten and I�ll get change? Tracy: Why don�t you use your own ten? Monal: I just figured since you didn�t pay me anything tonight... Tracy: I didn�t pay you anything because I didn�t get anything in return. Monal: I showed up didn�t I? Isn�t that worth something. (Takes a sip of tea). Tracy: (Sips tea). When will it end? Monal: When will what end? Tracy: This. Monal: What? Tracy: This! Me giving you money! Monal: I just asked for a dollar for the jukebox. If it�s that big of a deal.... Tracy: I�m not just talking about the dollar for the jukebox. I�m talking about in general. Monal: (Pulls cigarettes from pants pocket. Puts one to his mouth). In general? Tracy: Talking to you sometimes is like talking to a coconut. Monal: A coconut? (Laughs). A coconut? Tracy: A coconut. A brickwall. A two by four. Take your pick. Monal: (Still laughing.) Hey do you have a light? Tracy: What happened to your lighter? Monal: I left it in the car. Tracy: Ask the waitress. Monal: (Asks waitress. She hands him matches). Appreciate it. Tracy: Why didn�t you ask her for change for the jukebox? Monal: Are you going to give me the ten? Tracy: Why can�t you use your own? Monal: Goddamn. I just wanted one measly dollar! You act like I was asking for the title to your car! Tracy: Monal I just don�t get you! Monal: Me? I don�t get you! Tracy: You want me to change my ten yet you have a ten in your pocket! Monal: Listen, I came all the way out here and didn�t get a stinking penny from you. The least you could do is give me a dollar for the jukebox. Tracy: But why? Monal: I just told you why! Tracy: But why do I have to owe you anything at all? Monal: Because I came all the way out here that�s why! Tracy: I know that! But why do I still have to pay you anything when you yourself said you get just as much out of it as I do! Monal: (Sips tea). Because that is just the way it is. I need some more tea. (Looks around room for waitress). Tracy: But why does it have to be that way? Monal: What way? Tracy: You just said that reason I pay you anything is because �that�s just the way it is�. Monal: That�s right. Tracy: But why is it that �that�s just the way it is�? Monal: (Agitated). I need some more tea. (Catches waitress� eye and waves her over). Tracy: Tell me Monal. (Waitress fills Monal�s empty tea glass). Monal: God! Can�t we ever do anything without you always trying to analyze the situation! Tracy: I�m not analyzing! Monal: You are too! That�s all you ever do! You can never just go with the flow and let things happen the way things happen! Tracy: Well maybe I wouldn�t have to analyze so much, and maybe I could just go with the flow more often if you weren�t such a dumb ass sometimes! Monal: Oh now your going to take to name calling! Tracy: You called me a name! Monal: I did not! Tracy: You said I analyze things too much! Monal: That�s not a name. That�s an attribute. Tracy: Same thing! Monal: No it�s not! An attribute is something...(Inhales cigarette)...that...(Exhales smoke)...is a quality of you. It�s not you, it is of you. Tracy: Oh please Monal! Monal: Look I�m tired of talking about this. If we are not going to talk about anything nice then let�s not talk about anything. Tracy: (Sighs. Pulls a ten out of her pocket). Here. Go get change and put something on the jukebox. (Hands him the ten). Monal: I don�t want your money. Tracy: Please Monal. Just take it and go get change. I want to hear some music. Monal: Okay. (Takes ten and snubs smoke out in the ashtray. Goes to counter to get change. Comes back.) Here�s your change. (Hands her the change). Do you want to hear anything in particular. Tracy: No Frank Sinatra. Monal: I don�t think they�re going to have Frank Sinatra on a Waffle House jukebox. Tracy: Then anything is fine. |