Ms. Cinoman: All right. Today's sides are taken from a play written by yours truly. Brea will be reading the role of Susan Allspice, a mysterious, unappreciated drama teacher, and Adam will be reading the role of Susan's ex, Antoine, a liar who stole her Ford Taurus. A-a-and... begin.
Adam: "Baby doll, once again, I've abused your giving soul and left your car at my bookie's apartment in 'Joisey'. What are you gonna do about it?"
Adult Adam: [v.o.] In that moment, it was clear. A young actor was about to be completely overwhelmed onstage.
Adam: I said... "What are you going to..."
Brea: "Do about it? I'm done 'doing' when it comes to you, Antoine. I do and I do and I do, when all the world says, 'don't.'"
Adult Adam: [v.o.] Unfortunately, I was the overwhelmed actor. "But you're my, uh, baby doll?"
Brea: "But that's over now. Because this Allspice will never flavor your world again." [Cinoman is mouthing the words] "Now, go! Go manage your brother's Chick-fil-A in Sarasota, where they're used to chickens as big as you!"
Adam: Ow. That was dead-center nipple.
Ms. Cinoman: We've found our lead! Brea, you inhabited that part.
Adam: And how was I, Ms. Cinoman?
Ms. Cinoman: Eh. You'll get there. Everyone, welcome Brea Bee to our band of merry players!