Dare Accepted: A One Act Play

Dare Accepted

A One Act Play

Written by:  Black Cat
(Heavily) Edited by:   Blue Velvet

Starring:
Black Cat:   As herself
Seven:         As Black Cat's friend
Leonardo:   As some Italian guy

Opening Scene:
It was a cold, dark night in a known hipster bar nestled in known hipster neighborhood in Brooklyn.  (Editor's note:  Yes, I realize that's an oxymoron.) Black Cat and Seven sit at the bar, enjoying whiskies, theme shots, and some pharmies provided by a NYC taxi driver.  Black Cat goes and and on about how it was she who scored the pharmies.  Seven rolls her eyes and secretly adds yet another drink to Black Cat's ample tab.

The close of the night is fast approaching.  Black Cat and Seven soon find themselves seated next to an empty chair, followed by two attractive (enough) potential gentlemen callers.

Black Cat [to Seven]: Hey. See that guy over there?

Seven: Yeah?

Black Cat: Think I could get him to buy me a drink?

Seven: I dare you.

Black Cat: When it's on motherfucker, then it's on, G.

Black Cat pretends to use the ladies' room.  When she returns, she sits in the empty chair next to the attractive-ish (for 3am) stranger. En route to the empty chair, she stops to play some R. Kelly on the jukebox and gives all of the black person in the bar a high five.  He seems to enjoy this.

Seven: Never mind. Dare's off. Those dudes are... not American. They're not speaking English.

Black Cat: It's OK. I got this.

Black Cat [to Leonardo]: Hey! Where are you guys from??

Leonardo: We are on holiday from Italy.

Black Cat [because she is a genius]: Oh, Italy! Hablas Español?

As fate would have it,  Leonardo speaks more Spanish than English, and the rest of the conversation proceeds in Spanish.

(Editor's note:  The following has been translated in English for the dumb dumbs.)

Black Cat: What are you drinking?

Leonardo: Rum & Coke. Would you like to try it?

Black Cat: Sure! Although I prefer Whiskey & Coke... [bats her never ending eyelashes]

Leonardo: Oh

Black Cat: :(

Leonardo: Do you have a boyfriend?

Black Cat:  Je suis celibataire! Je parle français, btw!  j/k!  No.  I do not have a boyfriend!  However, I think I broke a rib.

Black Cat and Leonardo make their way to the men's room to fuck.


Black Cat: You stay in here for a minute. I don't want to walk out together and look like a slut.

Leonardo: OK.

Black Cat runs to the bar and drinks the rest of Leonardo's almost full drink.

Black Cat [to Seven]: WE HAVE TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW! [Holds up empty glass.] Dare completed.

Black Cat and Seven run out of the bar.

-Fade to black.-