VERONICA and her friend, MICHELLE, are out with a group of friends in a club. They’re dancing up a storm when VERONICA suddenly stops.
MICHELLE: What’s wrong?
VERONICA: Creep alert.
MICHELLE: Where?
VERONICA: To my right.
MICHELLE looks through the crowd to find a man, toting a plastic green drink bottle, standing alone and drunkenly swaying, leering at their group of friends.
MICHELLE: Nah, he looks harmless enough, the drink bottle is a bit weird though. He seems to be pretty interested in you.
VERONICA: Shit. I figured if I stopped dancing, he’ll longer be able to see me, or he’ll lose interest or something.
MICHELLE: Well it didn’t work because he’s coming this way, I’ll leave you guys to it. You’re lucky night!
VERONICA: Oi!
MICHELLE dances away. VERONICA turns to make her escape to the bar only to find the MAN right in front of her.
MAN: Hi! You want some whisky? (holds up drink bottle)
VERONICA: No.
MAN: Do you want to dance?
VERONICA: No.
MAN: No? You don’t drink whisky and you don’t want to dance? Come on, don’t be such a square. You never know, I could make it worth your while.
VERONICA: I’ll take my chances, now if you’ll excu–
MAN: Oh come on! Dance with me, burn some calories!
Pause.
VERONICA: Pardon?
MAN: Burn some calories! If you won’t dance for me, at least dance for you.
VERONICA: Wow. Amazing.
MAN: Thank you.
VERONICA: Does that really work for you?
MAN: Oh, you know, sometimes.
VERONICA: Sometimes? How many times?
No answer.
VERONICA: That’s what I thought. Hey listen, Don Juan, whilst spending the night dancing with you sounds like the opportunity of a life time, I’m going to have to still say no. My friend (points to MICHELLE) has been looking at you all night.
MAN: Really?
VERONICA: Oh yeah. She won’t admit these things, but I can always tell.
MAN: (making his way towards MICHELLE) Hey! You drink whiskey?
VERONICA disappears towards the bar
THE END.
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