I recently attended a dinner party where a guest held forth, at vitriolic length, about the effontry of an religious person who'd tried to engage her in discussion. She said she felt violated. Later in the party the same guest was pressing another guest to change his lifestyle to something she deemed to be healthier. Probably something to do with roughage. And I sat there wondering if she'd ever seen herself in the mirror.
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Ingrid – A shoe salesman. Age 30. Loves her job.
Eva – A Jehovah’s Witness. Age 50. Loves her God. Probably an accent.
The subway. A crowded car at rush hour. It can be represented simply by a small bench, not really long enough for two, so that Ingrid and Eva are squished together. They should sway a bit during the piece. It’s oddly intimate. Logically, their conversation lasts about two stops, but there is no need for subway stop announcements. There needs to be a warning chime of the doors as Eva gets on, then a bit of starting-up noise off the top and, as the car arrives at Ingrid’s station, a slight deflating sound. Perhaps a slight rumble in between, but not necessary.