This play was created using the following prompts: Alligator World, two shoe designers, and surgery.
MAUDE: Do you think they know? I think they’re looking at us suspiciously.
MAINE: There are more alligators than I thought there’d be. (nervously) Alligator World sure doesn’t disappoint.
MAUDE: Well, which one do you want?
MAINE: Um…why don’t you pick first. You’re the Senior Shoe Designer. I’m just an Associate.
(MAUDE closes her eyes, spins around three times in a circle, and points to an alligator.)
MAUDE: That one!
(MAUDE opens her eyes.)
MAINE: Oh no. That’s a baby. We can’t make shoes out of a baby.
(MAUDE spins around again and points to another alligator.)
MAINE: No! That one’s a grandma.
MAUDE: And that’s the mom, and that’s the cousin….oh hell! I can’t do this! You do it.
MAINE: I can’t either. Can’t we use recycled leather?
MAUDE: Mr. Keith says we need to elevate our design. He says that we need to attract a more high-end market by the end of the quarter or we’re all out of jobs.
MAINE: There’s a haute couture international vegan fashion show. I bet they don’t go around murdering baby alligators for (jazz hands) fashion.
MAUDE: I have a mortgage and a kid who needs surgery.
MAINE: Oh no! Your kid’s sick. I’m so sorry.
MAUDE: No, no! It’s not cancer or anything. He wants a Brazilian butt lift. (pause) He’s thirty-two.
MAINE: Really doesn’t sound like that should be your responsibility.
MAUDE: You’re right, but I still gotta pay my mortgage. What are we going to do?
MAINE: What if we steal a bunch of naugahyde? Or go to the junkyard and steal a bunch of car seats?
MAUDE: Ohh. Maybe we can find some Porsches.
(MAINE checks for luxury car junkyards on her phone. She finds several results.)
MAINE: Look what I found. Mr. Keith can’t tell us that’s not high end.
MAUDE: Wow. And it’s half a mile away. Who knew there were junkyards for luxury cars by Alligator World.
MAINE: I bet the alligators did.
THE END.
Photo Credit: Public Domain Image, “Happy Baby Alligator,” 2014