A play in one act
Scene 1: Sunday evening, 5:00 pm. Nick and Camille return home after a much-longer-than-anticipated outing. Nick is carrying a baguette.
Snoopy: Mew!
Nick: Hey, Snoopy. (Goes to the kitchen to set down the bread and pour glasses of water.)
Camille: Hi kitty! Did you miss us?
Snoopy: Mew! (Runs away to the living room, where she lies down on the floor.)
Camille: Oh, you need to be petted. (Kneels down and pets the cat.)
Nick: Did you have a hard day, Snoopy?
Camille (Looking at clock): Holy crap, is it five already? How long was that bike ride? Three hours?
Nick: I guess so.
Camille: Damn! I know I planned on writing a blog post, but now I don’t feel like writing anything. I want to bake a cake! And make chicken stock. That just feels more important right now.
Nick: Go for it. Do what makes you happy. I’m not going to complain about any of that.
Camille: I saw this recipe for apple-cream cheese bread on emiglia’s blog. And we need to use up some of these apples.
Nick: Who?
Camille: You know, we went on the hike and picnic? And it rained?
Nick: Right.
Camille: Anyway, we don’t have any cream cheese, so I’m going to use the rest of that goat cheese in the fridge.
Nick: Fine, and if you want to write about it…
Camille: I’m not going to write about it, I’m just making her recipe with one little change.