Roman & Julian

Scene Two

    Lord Cap returns home after his lo-o-ong meeting with the Princess on his behavior, conversing with a young lady beside him. “I don’t understand, Priscilla,” Lord Cap complains, “Why am I always the one who gets in trouble with the Princess, Monday is the one who started it, always has.”

“I agree, how did this beef start between you two anyways?” Priscilla asks.

“That is a long story, which we have no time for. I would, however, like you to explain your proposition about my son, Julian.”

“Ah yes, I am quite interested in your son and would like to marry him,” Priscilla states, plainly.

“I understand that, I’m just not sure if Julian is ready for such a large commitment and life change,” says Lord Cap, “I don’t want my son to grow up too quickly.”

Priscilla takes a moment to asses her next move, “Julian is nearly eighteen, Lord Cap, he is almost an adult. You can’t shelter him his entire life.”

“You are correct,” Lord Cap thinks for a moment and makes a proposition, “Why don’t you come to Julian’s birthday party tonight. If you can get him to agree to your proposition by the end of the party, then I will allow it. I, however, will not help you. You have to do all the work on your own.”

Thinking on Lord Cap’s suggestion Priscilla agrees, “I will see you tonight at nine.”

Priscilla leaves the home to prepare for the party. “PETER!,” Lord Cap shouts for his butler.

“Yes, sir?,” asks Peter, poking his head through the door.

“Bring these invitations to town and the surrounding neighborhoods, I want EVERYONE on the list I sent to your email at Julian’s party tonight.”

“Yes, sir,” with a final bow, Peter leaves the home with the stack of invitations and a list on his email.
   
    Peter, walking through town, is mumbling to himself while looking at his phone, “Why did he send it to my email? I can’t see my emails without data or WiFi, and right now I have neither.” He looks around trying to find a café with free WiFi or someone who is willing to give him their WiFi password.

Ben and Romeo round the corner, still on their morning jog, laughing and joking with one another.

Ben spots Peter just before he runs into him. The two collide and Peter falls to the ground, “What the hell man!?,” exclaims Peter, picking up his phone and checking to see that it wasn’t broken, it wasn’t, “You’re lucky you didn’t break my phone.”

“I’m so sorry man,” apologizes Ben, helping Peter up, “is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

“Actually, do you have a WiFi hotspot on your phone? I need to check an email.”

“I do, let me turn it on and get you the password.”

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Ben allows Peter to connect, “Since I’m already giving you the password to my WiFi, how about you give me your number?,” Ben inquires with a sly wink.

Peter blushes and he quickly finds the email and takes a screenshot of the list. “I guess,” he says, nervously writing down the number on a scrap of paper from his pocket and hands it to Ben. “Thanks hot stuff. I’ll text you,” says Ben, sending another wink Peter’s way.

“By the way,” Roman pipes up as Peter is about to walk away, “what’s the list for?”

“For Julian Cap’s eighteenth birthday party, it’s this evening,” responds Peter, “I must be going if I want to get these invitations to all these people on time.” Peter runs off to finish his duties. Roman turns to Ben, who is already on his phone texting Peter, and says “I want to go to that party.”

Ben, disinterested, says, “It’s probably invitation only, and we don’t have an invitation. They wouldn’t let us in anyways, it’s a party at Lord Cap’s, they wouldn’t dare to let a Monday in. Let alone two.”

“We’ll sneak in,” Roman schemes, “come on Ben! For old times sake.” Roman gives Ben a pout and puppy-dog eyes.

Ben breaks and agrees, “Fine. But as soon as we are found out, we are out of there.”