Daniel comes into his office. Sandro is sitting in his chair.
DANIEL Jesus!
SANDRO That's my word.
DANIEL You scared me.
SANDRO I meant to scare you.
DANIEL Well it worked. You meant to scare me? Don't be a psychopath.
SANDRO I am a mathematician, and my study is the numbers between zero and one.
DANIEL I know.
SANDRO I know you know. But, do you know what it is that you do not know?
DANIEL What's that?
SANDRO That your barium girl will kill you.
DANIEL My barium girl.
SANDRO Your barium girl.
DANIEL Your English is breaking up, Sandro, you need to talk more slowly.
SANDRO You understand me fine.
DANIEL My barium girl.
SANDRO Correct.
DANIEL My barium girl.
SANDRO You know what I mean.
DANIEL I do, and I don't like it.
SANDRO What you don't like?
DANIEL That you're sitting in my chair.
SANDRO Sorry.
DANIEL How'd you get in?
SANDRO I know the dean.
DANIEL The dean let you in here?
SANDRO I am not going to lie to you, my friend. The dean is close to me.
DANIEL He's close with me too.
SANDRO Better be sure.
DANIEL I am sure. What the fuck is your point?
SANDRO You need to watch out with that girl.
DANIEL Why?
SANDRO People see.
DANIEL Who.
SANDRO Me.
DANIEL Who?
SANDRO The dean.
DANIEL How?
SANDRO He sees.
DANIEL How?
SANDRO Who knows? People are talking, though, I warn you.
DANIEL Who.
SANDRO That Amber White.
DANIEL Political Theory? That bitch.
SANDRO Yes.
DANIEL That bitch? She's talking?
SANDRO She's not the only one.
DANIEL The dean?
SANDRO He's mentioned it.
DANIEL Jesus.
SANDRO That's my word.
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A Simple Love Story
General FictionDramatic play about a teacher and a student who fall in love with drugs.
