Thursday, August 18, 2005
Scene 2
(Lights up. The room is empty. A mysterious figure appears from the stage right wings; among the boxes. He is dressed in a white, or light colored suit with a black string tie. He has a head of wild, white hair and a bushy mustache. He crosses to the desk and finds MIKE's brown bag lunch. He rifles through the bag and pulls out a sandwich. He opens the bag and takes a huge bite. Voices are heard offstage. The mysterious figure hurries off carrying the lunch. MIKE and DEB enter from the sales floor.)
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(Lights out.)
MIKE
I'm sorry to bother you.
DEB
Don't be silly. I can spare a few minutes.
MIKE
I just wanted to ask you about a few things.
DEB
Shoot.
MIKE
How is the merchandise organized?
DEB
What do you mean?
MIKE
I've been trying to make sense out of the boxes back here, and as far as I can tell, there's really doesn't seem to be any discernible pattern to the storage.
DEB
No?
MIKE
No, it all seems to be just thrown together haphazardly and pushed against the walls or thrown on random shelves. It's a nightmare.
DEB
Yours or mine? Well, I tell you what, I trust you.
MIKE
What does that mean?
DEB
It means, I trust you to fix it. You can fix it?
MIKE
Sure.
DEB
Good. Let's just hope that once you have it all organized the ghost doesn't mess it all up again.
MIKE
The ghost?
DEB
I told you this storeroom is haunted, didn't I? Oh, don't be frightened. He's harmless. He just likes to play practical jokes, move things around and hide things for awhile.
MIKE
I see. Well, I'll keep an eye out.
DEB
It's just a little joke we all have. When something goes missing we blame it on the ghost. "Oops, I can't find my pen. I bet Bob took it. Hey, I bet Bob stole my watch. Bob must have pulled the fire alarm.""
MIKE
The ghost's name is Bob?
DEB
We named him Bob.
MIKE
Bob's a good name.
DEB
Well, I better get back up front. Next time you don't have to physically come and get me. Just dial me on the intercom like I showed you.
MIKE
The intercom? You didn't show me an intercom.
DEB
I didn't? On the phone?
MIKE
What phone?
DEB
The phone on your desk. (The two search the desk.) There used to be a phone here. What happened to the phone?
MIKE
What happened to my lunch?
DEB
Bob!
(Lights out.)
// posted by T. Cobb @ 10:23 AM 
