Chronological

AT RISE:

A MAN and a LADY relax at home. Through the window, we can see that it is night-time.

MAN:
(yawning)
What times is it?

LADY:
Five.

The man looks out the window, alarmed.

MAN:
In the morning?

LADY:
No, in the afternoon, you cantankerous boob.

MAN:
That was unexpectedly articulate of you.

LADY:
It's my "lady time".

MAN:
Say no more.

He looks out the window again.

MAN:
Pitch black at five o'clock in the pm. What ever happened to daylight savings time?

LADY:
It was last Sunday.

MAN:
What!?

He tears open the window and shouts to the heavens.

MAN:
WHO ARE YOU GOING TO SAVE, DAYLIGHT? WHO ARE YOU GOING TO SAVE IF YOU CAN'T EVEN SAVE YOURSELF?

LADY:
That's my fella!

Cue theme music.

BLACKOUT. END PLAY.