Contest 29: Musical Song Titles

(8-6-2002)

Scenes from Monica's Cafe in Dyeland

(At one table we see a very angelic gathering as Tess, Monica, and Andrew sip coffees and sodas.)

Andrew: It's been amazingly calm here. Almost makes me worry.

Tess: Well, just remember, baby, be prepared. But I think maybe things have finally hit their stride.

Monica: Yes, Dyeland's almost three years old, people were bound to get over the novelty and settle down. Now, let's have some happy talk. No use wasting time pondering what possible problems might beset President Andrew. (smiles at waiter) Could I possibly get another cappuccino?

Waiter: Most certainly Miss. (leaves)

Tess: (looks crossly at a sheepish Monica) Where did you say Gloria was, Angel Girl?

Monica: Buenos Aires (picks up cup of coffee) To life!

Andrew: (looks at Monica, amused and starts speaking) And here I was thinking she was somewhere in the United States of America! Anyhow, did I tell you Taylor will be in Dyeland tomorrow night?

Tess: Why? Something good I hope.

Andrew: Oh yes, we're having a picnic!

Meanwhile at another table:

Jenni: You got the letter I sent.

Vincent: Yes, sorry I have not been around. That episode with Corrina...

Jenni: I know.

Vincent: I did not come to discuss that. You seemed anxious.

Jenni: Yes, I just... I feel like something's coming.

Vincent: Are you meaning to be that vague?

Jenni: Well, yes, umm... Well, I don't know what to say. Sometimes I feel rainbow high and then I feel...

Vincent: Maybe you should talk to your parents. Come what may, they'll be there for you. (stands and winces) I'm not so young any more.

Jenni: Argh, don't talk like that. You're always early 30s to me.

Vincent: Well, I suppose that's okay. You're always 5 to me.

Jenni: Those were the good old days! Wait... But we didn't meet til I was sixteen going on seventeen or, no fourteen actually... Oh my...

Vincent: How did I let that slip... Ah, huh, we didn't want to tell you, I mean your parents decided... I'm afraid I must go. Speak with your parents. Please! I'll be in NYC! (runs out)

Jenni: Good gosh... Five years old? That was most odd. I'll try to remember...

A very interesting group sits near the window:

Chiwawa: Look, soon it's gonna rain.

Audrey: Did you just see that? Vincent sure tore out of here!

Chiwawa: Hmm... a puzzlement. But then what isn't with him?

Audrey: So, I hardly ever see you two anymore. How are the puppies?

Chimama: You know how kids are: wild, crazy, inquisitive, bratty, weepy, sweet, funny, lovable, squabbling. Take your pick. They're growing so fast day by day, though... I don't know what I'll do when they strike out on their own. I wish the circle of life would go circle somewhere else!

Audrey: You poor thing...

Chimama: (sniffling) There's always family gatherings.

Adam: (mock singing) Sunrise, sunset swiftly fly the ye-eee-aarrrs. Hello everyone!

Audrey: Adam! I haven't seen you in ages. Hey everyone, it's Adam!

(The entire group moves towards Adam's table)

Tess: Good grief, what was that noise?! (still wincing at Adam's mock singing)

Jenni: Adam!! Wow! Look at all the angels! While you're all here, you're all invited to the picnic tomorrow. Feel free to bring friends.

Adam: Cool! How are you?

Jenni: Aww, everything's all right, I guess. Tonight has just been weird. I loved your song. (giggling) We'll have to have karaoke tomorrow!

Adam: Fine but let's have a preview now. Andrew, would you are to join me on stage?

Andrew: Oh great...

Audrey: Aww, come on!

Andrew: Oh fine!

A couple minutes later Andrew and Adam come tearing out from behind the curtain on the small stage, both wearing ridiculous, very long wigs. They start serenading the group with a rendition of "Hair."

Chiwawa: Darling, I believe I hear the sound of music, shall we dance?

Chimama: Of course.

The night wore on and everyone, though amused, agreed neither of the angels of death were superstar material. Eventually everyone left the cafe after saying good night and thank you to the staff, some quietly pondering their past, others worried over their future, and other basically had to be physically removed after receiving what amounted to a monstrous caffeine high. (This means Monica!)