All the Best Poets Sit in the Smoking Section:30

 

 

 

INT – PANCAKE HUT TABLE SIXTEEN – NIGHT

 

TITLE: Wednesday, August 23, 2000.  12:45am

 

SARAH seats JEFF at table sixteen.  

 

IRENE

(approaching JEFF)

Well you’ll have to make due with me tonight, Evette is sick.

 

JEFF

Oh, is she alright?

 

IRENE

Yeah, but I don’t think she is really sick, I think Denny’s just starting to get on her nerves.

 

JEFF

Asshole bosses. 

 

IRENE

Uh-huh.

 

JEFF

Well I don’t think you’ll have to worry about Denny much longer.

 

IRENE

Why do you say that?

 

JEFF

Well just between you and me, Denny is also working at Sugar Jacks.

 

IRENE

What is that, some kind of breakfast cereal?

 

JEFF

No, no, it’s a strip club.  I think he’s bartending there.


IRENE

Oh now it’s all starting to make sense!  

 

IRENE lowers her voice and leans in to JEFF.

 

IRENE (CONT’D)

I’m not supposed to say anything, but I think he asked Evette to come down there and strip or something.  I know whatever he said really pissed her off.

 

JEFF

Oh, that’s too bad …not that it wouldn’t be nice to see Evette dancing naked.

 

IRENE rolls her eyes.

 

IRENE

Well I got to get back to work.  Coffee and Coke with no ice?

 

JEFF

Yep!

 

IRENE walks away to pour JEFF’S pop and make his coffee.

 

EXT –PANCAKE HUT PARKING LOT – NIGHT

 

LISA-ANN pulls up outside.  She exits her car and approaches the entrance.  

 

INT – PANCAKE HUT TABLE SIXTEEN - NIGHT

 

The straw falls from JEFF’S glass onto the table.  A short snippet of Vanilla Ice’s ‘Ice Ice Baby’ plays

 

EXT –PANCAKE HUT PARKING LOT – NIGHT

 

LISA-ANN exits her car in the Pancake Hut parking lot and approaches the front door

 

GARY, in his cook uniform, is out front smoking a cigarette


GARY

Hey LeAnn.

 

LISA-ANN

Hi Gary.  It’s Lisa Ann, but that’s okay.  So is Jeff here?

 

GARY

Maybe, but he might’ve left because Evette’s not working tonight.

 

LISA-ANN

So it’s that obvious, huh; that he likes Evette?

 

GARY

He wrote a poem about her.  Well, not really about her, more about her eyes.

 

LISA-ANN

He hasn’t shown me that one yet.

 

GARY

Well he showed it to me.  It didn’t really make any sense.  What does ‘crystalline’ mean?

 

LISA-ANN pushes open the front door, leaving her greasy fingerprints on the glass.

 

LISA-ANN

Transparent.

 

INT – PANCAKE HUT – NIGHT

 

Guess Who’s ‘These Eyes’ plays in the background.

 

LISA-ANN bypasses SARAH and heads straight for table sixteen.

 

JEFF

Oh, hey Leese!

 

LISA-ANN

Hi Jeff, what’s up?  I heard you wrote a new poem.


JEFF

I’m always writing new poems.

 

LISA-ANN

Well this one is about Evette.

 

JEFF

My last twelve poems have been for Evette; either Evette or Sarah.

 

LISA-ANN

Sarah?  The seventeen-year old hostess?  You should at least wait until she turns eighteen, somebody might get the wrong idea.

 

JEFF

You know me; always writing about what I can’t have.

 

LISA-ANN

What you can’t have or what you shouldn’t have? …and the one about Evette?

 

JEFF

Which one?

 

LISA-ANN

Supposedly you wrote one about her ‘crystalline’ eyes that has sparked some controversy here at Pancake Hut.

 

JEFF

Maybe that’s the real reason she’s feeling sick today.

 

LISA-ANN

She’s under the weather?

 

JEFF

No, not really, well according to Irene, her manager tried to get her to dance at his strip club.

 

LISA-ANN

Which manager, Denny or Gary?


JEFF

Who do you think?  Denny.

 

LISA-ANN

Denny has a strip club?

 

JEFF

Well it’s not exactly his strip club; it’s a club he just started working at.  My guess is that he wants to score some brownie points with his new boss by recruiting his most attractive waitresses to dance there.

 

LISA-ANN

And which club is this?

 

JEFF

Sugar Jacks.

 

LISA-ANN

Sounds like a cereal.

 

JEFF

Actually the ‘jack’ refers to a certain activity that goes on inside there.

 

LISA-ANN’S eyes widen.

 

LISA-ANN

Really?

 

JEFF

Yep.

 

LISA-ANN

Hmm, so the girls do a little more than just dance there?

 

JEFF

Uh yeah, John dropped nearly two-hundred dollars!

 

LISA-ANN

That shit head!  He owes me twenty bucks!

 

JEFF

You too?

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