A series of mini-dramas based on public conversations, as overheard and rewritten by local playwright/director Aurora Stewart de Peña.
Overheard at the National Ballet’s Diamond Gala (Four Seasons Centre)
Alec and Percy, both in their early thirties, wear slim-fitting suits. Their hair has artisanal pomade in it. They sit on the stairs leading up to the second floor. They smell like basil.
Well-groomed people in formal wear mill about holding martinis in understated, tasteful glasses.
Alec: Oh, he’s going to talk to her.
Alec: Her, in the white dress.
Alec: Oh – she’s smiling!
Percy: What is he even saying to her?
Alec: It’s kind of a cool dress that she’s wearing.
Percy: Every time Jason talks to a girl, he gets a stiff upper back.
Alec: The cutout back – that’s cool.
Percy: Seriously, he would be a huge stud if he could just move his shoulders.
Alec: She’s cute.
Percy: Look at him though, he looks like he’s in an invisible full-body cast.
Percy takes a sip of his drink and stares into the bottom of the glass.
Percy: Like he’s in a straightjacket. Made of clay.
Percy swizzles his stir stick in his drink, causing a small whirlpool.
Liquid begins to escape over the rim.
Alec: What are you doing?
Percy: That’s Alyssa.
Alec: Does he know that?
Percy: He knows.
Alec: Well, go interrupt.
Percy: No, she’s gonna–she doesn’t want to see me.