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'Losing Hope' The Play Part 8

8/23/2020

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In another unison, Hope and Mickey break the kiss and face the audience:

The next dialogue is all TO THE AUDIENCE:


HOPE: The chemistry was electric, it was --
MIKEY: -- HOT! Burning flames hot. Fireworks hot. Her lips were soft but --
HOPE: -- His tongue was wild. Looping around mine like it was a snake or --
MICKEY: -- Something fierce! Never felt such passion in a kiss.
HOPE: Never kissed a man without knowing his name.
MICKEY: In love making... sure! But in a kiss!?
HOPE: Does that make me a slut? Wait, no.
MICKEY: Must be what it's like between souls mates.
HOPE: I shouldn't use that word. It's sexist. 
MICKEY: I bet she's wondering the same thing.
HOPE: Shouldn't use 'Should' either. My therapist says. 
MICKEY: We're so in sync. Like sparks from the same star dust! 
HOPE: Oh to hell with words! Who cares!? It's all semantics!
MICKEY: Be still my heart for I have found my Julietta!
HOPE: I'll be a fucking SLUT if I want to be!

They turn to face each other:

MICKEY: That was...
HOPE: Yeah.
MICKEY: ...Very good.
HOPE: Yeah. 
MICKEY: Very...
HOPE: ...Unexpected.
MICKEY: Yeah.

Hope notices the dog nearby staring menacingly.

HOPE: Was he... watching?
MICKEY: He likes to watch. It's a dog thing.
HOPE: Okay...
MICKEY: Does it bother you? I can put him down if it bothers you. 
HOPE: What?
MICKEY: No, not like THAT! Jesus I mean... Steel! SIT. SIT down. SIT!

The dog obliges.

MICKEY: He looks a little scary but he's actually a teddy bear. Very gentle heart. Nothing to be scared of. He won't bite you, honest.
HOPE: I'm not scared. 

Beat.

HOPE: I'm allergic.

Hearing that - Mickey gives an 'Oh, SHIT' look to the audience. 

To Be Continued...
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