Giraffes - Act One, Scene Twelve.

This isn't going to make much sense unless you start at the beginning - Giraffes - Act One, Scene One.


SCENE TWELVE.

(Kirsty's house. Anna and Kirsty are playing a game.)

KIRSTY. Puppy face!

ANNA. Yap! Yap! Yap! Monkey face!

KIRSTY. Eeep! Eeep! Eeep! Uuuh! Uuuh! Uuuh! Giraffe face!

ANNA. Giraffes can't speak.

KIRSTY. Can't they? I never knew that. Ur, lion face, then.

ANNA. Groarr! Growwl! Grrrrr! Rat face!

KIRSTY. Sniffle! Sniffle! Sniffle! Scritch! Scritch! Scritch!

(This is such a seriously impressive characterisation that Anna cannot resist joining in.)

ANNA. Sniffle! Scritch!

(A spirited rat fight ensues.)

KIRSTY. Scritch itch itch itch itch Chinchilla!

ANNA. (Incredulous) Scritch itch itch itch Chinchilla?

KIRSTY. Well some rats might say that!

(They collapse. Silence.)

ANNA. I told him you know.

KIRSTY. (Cautiously) You told him what?

ANNA. We're not sleeping together at the moment. Ur - Well we are in a sense.

KIRSTY. In what sense?

ANNA. Only in a purely literal sense.

KIRSTY. Anna! That's great!

ANNA. Does that make you feel better?

KIRSTY. Yes.

(Pause.)

KIRSTY. Does it make you feel better?

ANNA. I can live with it.

(Pause.)

KIRSTY. Does he mind?

ANNA. Who can tell?

(Pause.)

KIRSTY. Well as long as -

ANNA. Don't say another word.

Next - Giraffes - Act One, Scene Thirteen.