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Whispers of a
Savage Sort: And Other Plays about the Deaf American Experience|
BRUTE: Hey. Can I talk some business wití you?
SNOOTY: Hah! No. Iím waitiní for my dame.
BRUTE: I just want a vacation. A short one, please.
SNOOTY: I never take time off from beiní Snooty, so should you take time off from beiní Brute?
BRUTE: Hey, whatever you say.
[Just as BRUTE slinks away to his buddies nearby, ALEXIS walks provocatively and gracefully into the bar. SNOOTY, nursing his drink, merely watches the ladiesí restroom.]
BRUTE: Whoo! (Nudges FIDO when ALEXIS passes by.) Lookit her.
[OTHERS except ELLIE slowly converge around ALEXIS when she strides to where ARROW is bartending.]
ALEXIS: Iíd like a Pink Lady.
[ALEXIS turns her attention to the rest of the bar until she notices SNOOTY. ARROW catches the direction of ALEXISís gaze.]
ARROW: (Reverently.) Thatís Snooty, the baddest guy on the Loop.
[OTHERS slink away.]
ARROW: Anything wrong with hanginí out?
[ELLIE returns from the bathroom. SNOOTY stands up to greet ELLIE. ALEXIS tries not to reveal interest in SNOOTY.]
ELLIE: Now Iím all powdered for the evening.
[SNOOTY holds ELLIEís chin and then notices past her ALEXIS drinking all by herself.]
SNOOTY: Whoís that?