Act 1, Scene 1: Thing 1

[opening_act]

[ A notification on your phone goes off, letting you know the purchase of your meeting with Exael has gone through.

There is an attachment. Where are you, when you open it? ]

Comments

[opening_act]

It's good to have something to hold on to.

My round was far back enough that a lot of it doesn't apply to the new one.

[neigh_sayer]

Even if that something is fake, I guess.

Wooow, how old are you? Neeheehee, oops that might be too sensitive. For reals question, for the guys back home. . .I wanted to know more about this Bel, cuz we wanted to know if there's anyone else we can trust.

Well, trust with quotations around it.

Is there anyone else like that? Or anyone you trust?

[opening_act]

Trusting Bel is just as bad as trusting Azzy.

[neigh_sayer]

Yikes. So that's a no go on anyone but you. . .

Welp, I tried! Now it's time for super duper selfish questions I don't really care if the others want asked or not! [ROLLS ON THE PILLOWS, propping his chin up as he chews on a snack]

So level with me, do we have like any chance of going back where ever we came from? Cuz memories are a pain, and I wouldn't mind another reason not to deal with them if I don't have to.

[opening_act]

[ leans forward so her face is really close. ]

If you turn down your graduation gift.

[opening_act]

[ And then, somersaulting down the pillow pile to hop up to her feet ]

But if you don't want to, then I guess that's okay.

[neigh_sayer]

[;;;; whew]

[sitting up, thinking on that]



What do you want us to do? [a beat] Wait, let me guess, our best?

[opening_act]

Right, that! You get it.

[neigh_sayer]

I'm a fast learner!

[sliding on down]

Hmmm, well, I'm just about tapped out. . .I guess my last questions would beeeee. . .

Is there anything you wanna tell me?




And also can I keep a bag of these snacks?

[opening_act]

My advice is to remember your Job!

You can keep one, unless it's the hi-chew.

[neigh_sayer]

Isn't our job simply to entertain? But hi-chew it is.

[opening_act]

Your Job! The emphasis and pronunciation are important.

[ also she is going to go hoist herself back up to her trapeze swing seat and keep the hi-chew with her, except for the one she's throwing down at Ouma's head ]

Nope, wrong answer!

[neigh_sayer]

[ow! rude! but he laughs]

Worth a try!

[rubs his head, picking it up and the squid sticks instead, gosh. But he pauses, thinking on what she said before heading to her door]

Mmm. Well, thanks, this was fun! I hope we can hang out again sometimes, Miss Exael.

Bye bye.

[opening_act]

Bye-bye! Enjoy your squid!

[ She waves as he leaves.

When he goes down through the elevator, the street level is once again the empty Tokyo-F. ]

[neigh_sayer]

[weird]

[oh well gonna text B. I GOT SNACKS, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED]