THE PARTY GIRLS

(getting ready for the party)

MARCIE: (entering) Hurry up! Hurry up! They’re gonna be here any minute!

TERRI: (entering with her arms full of “stuff”) Where do I put the chips?

MARCIE: Anywhere! Everywhere! It’s a party! Put them all around the room! Where’s Rickie?

TERRI: Blowing up the balloons. I think she may have passed out.

MARCIE: I love parties! Dad said we could have the whole basement! This is gonna be so awesome! (The two girls busy themselves decorating as they speak.)

TERRI: You got the music ready?

MARCIE: The best. It’s all loaded into the computer. Non-stop music all night long and the video games are all set. I’m not kidding, Terri. This party is going to put us on top at school. I invited everybody in our class and they’ve been talking about it all week. (shouting off) Rickie! Hurry up with the balloons!

TERRI: She can’t talk. She ran out of air.

(the timing is off)

TERRI: The Chocolate River’s overflowing into the Ice Cream Mountain.

MARCIE: What’s keeping everybody?

TERRI: … and it’s flowing into the chip dip. Should I build a dam out of Fritos?

RICKIE: I had a dream like this once …

MARCIE: Rickie!

RICKIE: I gave a party and nobody came and then these bunnies got loose all over the ice cream and …

MARCIE: Rickie! Chill, girl! I’ll bet they’re all waiting outside so they can come in together. You know how spastic kids can get!

TERRI: (looks at her a long moment, then) Yes, we do.

(an alternate idea)

MARCIE: Oh that. It’s a retirement center. Old people.

RICKIE: I like old people. My grandma’s an old people.

TERRI: I wonder what they’re doing tonight.

MARCIE: Same thing they always do … sit around watching TV until they fall asleep.

TERRI: I wonder how they’d like a party.

MARCIE: Not many parties over there.

TERRI: Do you ever get too old to eat ice cream?