May 13, 2014

• Need a SMILE?

  I didn't write this one. It comes from writer: Lexi Bridges. Found it when I was looking for another story about a smile.  Thought I'd pass this one to YOU!

  LEXI, an unhappy woman of substance, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench. MICHAEL, a (great looking, well built, bald) homeless guy, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face.

  LEXI: What are you smiling for?

  MICHAEL: It's what I do.

  LEXI: I won't ask.

  MICHAEL: I sell smiles for a living.

  LEXI: I'm not interested.

  MICHAEL: Here, have a free one - on me. (He smiles at her.)

  LEXI: No thank you.

  MICHAEL: Sorry, can't take it back. You'll have to give it to someone else.

  LEXI: What?

  MICHAEL: The smile. You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell it if you like - apparently it hasn't been used much.

  LEXI: What do you mean by that?

  MICHAEL: You don't smile very often, do you?

  LEXI: So what if I don't?

  MICHAEL: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one.

  LEXI: Well they can have mine.

  MICHAEL: Your what?

  LEXI: My smile.

  MICHAEL: I don't see one.

  LEXI: I thought you just gave me one.

  MICHAEL: I tried, but it didn't stick. I think it bounced right off.

  LEXI: Fine. What's there to smile about anyway?

  MICHAEL: Well--

  LEXI: You don't have to answer that.

  MICHAEL: There's lots of things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside; the buses are running on time--

  LEXI: I don't want to hear about it.

  MICHAEL: --and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody smile--

  LEXI: Would you leave me alone!(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in.)

  LEXI: So what's the going rate on smiles these days?

  MICHAEL: Pardon me?

  LEXI: Your smiles...how much are they?

  MICHAEL: Oh, they're very expensive.

  LEXI: So's my taste.

  MICHAEL: You probably couldn't afford one.

  LEXI: Try me.

  MICHAEL: I'm warning...it'll cost you.

  LEXI: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH?

  MICHAEL: One smile.

  LEXI: One smile?

  MICHAEL: That's how much they cost.

  LEXI: What?

  MICHAEL: The price for a smile is exactly one smile. That's the going rate. (She thinks about it)

  LEXI: Alright. (smiles) I'll take one.

  MICHAEL: It was a pleasure doing business with you.(he leaves)(Daisy, a streetwalker, sits down next to her.)

  DAISY: What's with the smile?

  LEXI: I sell smiles for a living.

  (pats heart, and points to you)

   

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