Pedro: Of course I do…
Charlie: Oh, really…
Stranger 2 clears his throat. Charlie and Pedro jump.
Stranger 2: Excuse me…
Charlie and Pedro (startled): Oh!!!
Pedro: Of course I do…
Charlie: Oh, really…
Stranger 2 clears his throat. Charlie and Pedro jump.
Stranger 2: Excuse me…
Charlie and Pedro (startled): Oh!!!
Charlie pulls back and whispers to Pedro.
Charlie: He doesn’t look so scary…
Pedro peeks around the corner of the container.
Pedro: Why is he just standing there?
Charlie: Maybe he’s waiting for someone?
Pedro: In the middle of an alley?
Charlie: Hum…You might have a point there…
They are both unaware during this discussion that the steps are now coming closer to them.
Charlie pulls Pedro down.
Charlie: Who is it?
Pedro: I don’t know.
Charlie: So why are we hiding?
Pedro: I don’t know. I have a strange feeling about this…
Charlie: Let me have a look…
She pushes him aside and peeks around the corner of the container.
The steps stop. Silence falls in the alleyway. Charlie and Pedro look at each other. Pedro puts a finger to his lips. Charlie nods. Pedro takes a peak around the garbage container.
Pedro: The footsteps are too heavy.
Charlie: What do you mean?
Pedro: Stan is not that big a guy. And the shoes he was wearing wouldn’t sound like this on this pavement.
Charlie: You noticed all of this?
Pedro: That’s part of my trade.
Charlie: And what trade was that, again?
Pedro: Shhhh…
He grabs Charlie and drags her behind the garbage bin.
Charlie: Hey!…
Pedro covers her mouth with his free hand.
Pedro: Shhhhh…
Pedro (listening): Did you hear that?
Charlie: The owl?
Pedro: No. Someone is coming…
Charlie listens as the sound of footsteps appear to come closer.
Charlie: Ah, this could be Stan coming back from the library.
Pedro: I don’t think so. Too heavy…
Charlie: What?
Pedro (smiling): As a writer, you should know never to judge a book but its cover.
Charlie (smiling as well): That’s very true.
There’s a pause. An owl is heard in the distance, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching.
Charlie: Hey!…kiddo…wait till you get my age…
Pedro: What makes you think I’m not?…
Charlie looks at Pedro, trying to guess his age.
Charlie: I don’t know…
She smiles.
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