WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT? BY JEFFREY LO
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AURORA, working behind a bar.
On the other side of the bar, she spots BECCA.
AURORA approaches her.
AURORA: Hey.
BECCA: Hi.
AURORA: What can I get ya?
BECCA: The IPA, please.
AURORA: The whiskey?
BECCA: No, uh, the IPA.
AURORA: Oh sorry, couldn’t hear ya. You said the rum?
BECCA: No. I would like the IPA please.
AURORA: The –
BECCA: IPA. Please.
AURORA cracks a smile.
AURORA: I heard ya, I’m just messing with you.
BECCA: Oh.
AURORA: IPA on draft?
BECCA: Yes please.
AURORA fills up a glass and returns to BECCA with it.
AURORA: On the house.
BECCA: Are you sure?
AURORA: I said it didn’t I?
BECCA: Yes.
AURORA: And plus, easy choice for me to give a free drink to a girl whose easy to look at.
Pause.
BECCA: Excuse me?
AURORA: I’m just kidding.
BECCA: Ok.
AURORA: I mean, I’m not. You are – in fact – easy to look at. I just don’t give free drinks to every girl.
BECCA: Ok.
AURORA: Just you.
Pause.
AURORA: So what are you doing here?
BECCA: Getting a drink. Trying to get a drink.
AURORA: I know that. And don’t say trying you have it right there. A drink. The IPA you asked for.
BECCA: Ok.
AURORA: So…
BECCA: So…?
AURORA: I think you owe me an apology.
BECCA: Ok, I’m sorr –
AURORA: And a kiss?
Pause.
AURORA: Kidding again.
BECCA: Really?
AURORA: I mean, notreally but… incomplete. I would like the kiss if you would like the kiss.
Pause.
AURORA: Like, I would only say you owe me a kiss if it was a kiss with consent.
Pause.
AURORA: Do you consent?
Silence.
AURORA: Wow… that was a really long time to wait to answer that. That’s not good.
BECCA: No I didn’t –
AURORA: You don’t want to.
BECCA: I didn’t say that.
AURORA: You want to?
BECCA: Didn’t say that either.
Pause.
AURORA: Ok…?
Beat.
BECCA picks up her IPA.
BECCA: This can be good… Maybe.
BECCA starts to drink her IPA.
BECCA: Mmm…
AURORA: Good?
BECCA: So far. Refreshing.
AURORA: That’s a good thing…
BECCA: That is a good thing…
BECCA scopes AURORA out.
BECCA takes another drink of her beer.
BECCA: I think I like it. Nice taste. Nice body to it.
BECCA drinks more.
AURORA – actually – is out of words.
BECCA: Hi.
AURORA: Hello.
Pause.
AURORA: Um.
BECCA: Yes?
AURORA: What are we talking about?
BECCA smiles, finishes her beer and starts to leave.
AURORA: Wait. Should I follow you?
BECCA turns around and shoots AURORA a look.
BECCA exits.
AURORA: Umm… I think so?
AURORA leaves her bar.
Blackout.
END OF PLAY.