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CHARACTERS -- PAGE 2

Characters

Skyla Peron- 23 years old, She has long blond hair that hangs just above her hips and is straighter and softer than corn silk. Her complexion is quite fair and her almond shaped eyes are a bright greenish blue, her lips perfectly shaped and are a stained rose color. Her smile is wider than a rainbow. Her style of dress is more classic and sophisticated and her favorite outfit consists of her sailor style navy blue suiting pants with a white men’s undershirt that fits tight. Skyla goes to Johnson and Wales and is studying the culinary arts. She is in her third year of school. She was raised by a strict Catholic Italian family, but she now pursues her own spiritual studies, including astrology, numerology, Buddhism and Hinduism. She is a Libra.

Bree Larkins- 24 years old, RISD graduate, she has short and wild black curly hair, and has a darker complexion Her facial structure is well defined with high cheekbones and huge dark brown eyes. Bree can often be found wearing paint splattered, torn and ripped jeans, and 80’s style band shirts. Only on special occasions she wears beautiful flowing dresses made from the finest silk and chiffon. She is Skyla’s best friend and roommate. She paints oil paintings for a living and has her own studio on the East Side of Providence. She paints portraits but mostly still lives of glass vases, candles and fruit. In her spare time she is also a student studying the astrological sciences and is preparing for the new astrological Age of Aquarius. She is an Aries.

Tom Krumpkin- 25 years old, approximately 6’2 extremely dark hair with dirty blonde roots. His physique is moderately toned and his eyes are piercing blue. His smile is breathtaking. His skin is bronzed from all his time devoted to the sun, working on the boats in Newport. He was raised in a Catholic family who attended church every Sunday of the week. He makes lots of money and consumes most of his time pursuing goods of materialistic value, including bimbo women. He has never met any women who are as smart and beautiful as Skyla and Bree. He is narcissistic and highly suspicious of women, especially smart ones. He does not have an open mind pertaining to anything dealing with the realms of the supernatural.

SETTING -- PAGE 3

This play takes place on a breezy November evening in the kitchen of Skyla and Bree’s apartment in the city of downtown Providence in the present day.

SCENE 1-- PAGE 4

(Curtain opens to Skyla, a young woman in her mid twenties. She has long blonde hair that is pulled into a tight ponytail and she wears an apron over designer jeans and a casual knit top. She stands in a bright kitchen next to the stove, preparing for the evenings festivities. She is stirring pasta in a large silver pot on the stove. The kitchen has hardwood floors, marble counters and high ceilings. A wide variety of oil paintings and art litters the walls, including a painting of Bree and Skyla hugging. The refrigerator is decorated with dozens of colorful photographs, charcoal drawings and funky magnets. There is a huge vase of fresh assorted wild flowers on the giant oak table in the middle of the room. The table is set for three, and a bottle of white zinfandel sits in a wine bucket filled with ice waiting to be opened. Skyla suddenly lifts a spoon to her lips, tasting her concoction. Her face transforms into a soft pleasant smile as she savors the taste of the pasta in her mouth. A girl with brown curly hair walks in, her nose upturned as she is sniffing the aroma of fresh cooked food. Her name is Bree.)

Bree: Mmmm, dinner smells good. What have you conjured up this time?

Skyla: What, you can’t recognize the smell? Only our favorite dish of all time, penne pasta a la pesto, with grape tomatoes and grilled chicken. Mmmmm, so good. (Skyla licks her lips and wipes her hand on her apron.) So Bree, when is this new man coming over?

Bree: He’ll be here soon enough.

Skyla: I’m anticipating his arrival. I can’t believe I haven’t met him yet. Do you think there will be chemistry?

Bree: he’s a Scorpio; you’ll definitely get along.

Skyla: I hope he’s as dreamy as you say he is. He couldn’t be worse than the last guy you tried to hook me up with.

Bree: you mean the guy from RISD? Yeah, talk about egocentric. Those starving artist types are so self absorbed. Tom isn’t like that. He makes good money doing what he does and he isn’t scared of spending money on a good woman.

Skyla: what does he do again?

Bree: he builds custom wood furniture for boats in Newport.

Skyla: Impressive

(Skyla’s eyebrows are raised with a slight smile. She puts out her cigarette and attends to the stove. Suddenly the doorbell rings. Both girls look at each other smiling and giggling in knowing anticipation. )

SCENE 2 -- PAGE 5

Bree: To friendship!

Skyla: Yes, to friendship!

Tom: I think I have to disagree, and make this toast to Skyla, for cooking the best meal I’ve eaten in ages.

Skyla: why, thank you Tom, I’m glad you came. The moon is in Libra tonight, the perfect night for a fine cuisine, even if it’s at home.

Tom: What did you just say?

Skyla: that the moon is in Libra?

Tom: you really believe in that psychic hotline ‘Miss Cleo’ crap?

Skyla: well its not a matter of believing, it’s the knowing of certain truths.

Tom: Truth? More like nonsense.

Bree: What are you talking about Tom? Astrology is one of the oldest of all sciences, its not nonsense. Many respected people throughout history have used astrology as a practical guide for knowledge and enlightenment.

Tom: Bullshit. Where I come from it’s called sacrilege

Skyla: Well you and whoever told you that are grossly misinformed! Jesus was an astrologer, and the bible contained astrology until the Vatican edited it out because they didn’t want the common people to have access to this knowledge, because knowledge is power. Power in the hands of the masses is dangerous.

Tom: I’ll tell you what I know! I went to church every Sunday for twenty-five years and I’ve never heard of Jesus preaching the ways of witches, or even mentioning the stars!

Bree: well you better watch out or god will punish you for having such a closed mind.

Tom: What are you witches doing to me!?

Bree: Poor boy! I wonder what his mother did to him. I’m sorry.

Skyla, I didn’t know he was going to be another nut case.

Skyla: How the hell do you know that guy?

Bree: I kind of sort of met him at the train station last week.

Skyla: What? And you were going to hook me up with a perfect stranger?

Bree: He didn’t seem like a bad guy…my train wasn’t due for another half an hour so he bought me lunch, left the waitress an impressive tip. I had a really great conversation with him. He mentioned that his last relationship fell through the cracks so I thought I would do you both a favor. Oh well…he was cute though.

Skyla: Yeah, cute and socially inept.

Bree: mmm (she wiped her chin and sipped from her glass)…I had only the best of intentions. (Sarcastically) Now what will we do with all this extra pasta?

Skyla: I don’t know about you but I’m more interested in wine.

Bree: So I guess it’s going to be just you and me tonight girl.

(They clinked their glasses in a final toast and laughed at the joke they silently shared. Curtain closes. The End.)

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