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[The song's over...]
| Chink: | [panting] Whew, that was exhausting! |
| Cindy: | [panting] Yeah. Let's quit. |
| Chink: | Whoah, hey, excuse me. I gotta go to the bathroom. |
| Cindy: | Sure, go ahead. |
[He goes offstage. The bodyguards stand guard at his dropoff point (that's the bathroom). Then some innocent guy tries to pass through them, and they push him off. The guy falls backwards, frantically gets up, and runs away to the other side offstage.]
[Meanwhile, Cindy catches her breath while she waits. Then she looks at her watch...]
| Cindy: | Shit! It's almost midnight! Gotta get outta here... Oh man, he's still in there sitting on his throne. Can't wait... [She runs out of the discotheque, but she staggers as she runs...] Dammit, these things are killing me! [takes her right shoe off and chucks it away, then takes off the left one, but...] Oh, but they're so adorable! [she holds on to that left shoe] [She turns back to retrieve the other one, but she sees Prince Chink coming to her] Forget it, he's after me! [runs offstage] |
| Chink: | Hey, come back! COME BACK!... [stops, panting] Oh man, she went without telling me. She simply left me! And I didn't even get her phone number. Oh man... [goes back into the discotheque to get a drink...] |
[Prince Chink sits with his head on a table and is drinking in the now silent disco. All who remain are the prince and his two bodyguards.]
| Chink: | Oh Cindy...hic! Cindy... [he's resting his head on the table, and semi-conciously shoves empty bottles and coke cans off it] |
| Bodyguard 1: | Boss, it's closing time. |
| Bodyguard 2: | Yeah boss, we are so gonna get outta here. |
| Chink: | [snore] snort-snort |
[They put his arms over their shoulders and drag him out.]
| Chink: | Yawn...what's up? |
| Bodyguard 2: | Morning, boss. |
[They pass by Cindy's shoe. Chink spots it.]
| Chink: | [sleepily] What's that? |
| Bodyguard 1: | It's a shoe! [coup de theatre] |
| Chink: | [Jolts up awake, wobbling a little. Points to the shoe and smacks the shoulder of Bodyguard 1] Fetch it! |
| Bodyguard 1: | [goes over to the shoe, slowly picks it up and delivers it to the prince] Here you go, boss. |
| Bodyguard 2: | Yuck. |
| Chink: | [holding the shoe against his heart] The girl of my wildest dreams... Just her shoe, at least. Certainly smells like it. AHHH... [euphoric] |
| Bodyguard 2: | What are you gonna do about it boss? |
| Chink: | Okay listen up, guys... I'm gonna find my chick! |
| Bodyguard 1: | Good for you boss! [Thumbs up] |
[The prince walks happily the rest of the way. The bodyguards follow him.]
| Chink: | [stops, pointing at something else on the ground] What's that? |
| Bodyguard 2: | [walks over to it and pokes it with his foot] Looks like a burger, boss. Triple cheese. |
| Chink: | Oh. Never mind then. [They proceed offstage] |
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