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AT RISE:

DESTRUCTION! Explosions abound as a ragtag group of charming and scrappy young professionals scaramble about, dodging debris and the occasional jet of flame as the world around them crumbles to dust! MIKE, the leader, turns to the others.

MIKE:
So maybe gathering a group of ironic and underemployed young people, with no common base of knowledge orhistory together, other than that freestyle punk-ska-rap contest we all entered, to start up a bed and breakfast in the English countryside was a bad idea after all!

CAROL, a sultry blonde, speaks.

CAROL:
I wish you'd told me that before I got this manicure!

Cue laugh track, which puzzles the audience, or at least those members of the audience who recall that live theatre rarely has a laugh track. Five people in the audience see the laugh track as a post-modern commentary on the bleeding together of various forms of culture in this modern, interconnected day and age. They have a great time.

BLACKOUT. END PLAY.