(At rise: D thoughtfully, and with intensity, searches the internet...)
A: Hello... (A looks on with an expectant smile and figety demeanor. Pause.)
(A makes a few feeble attempts to garner praise and attention. 'Why must the internet be so INTERESTING?!' she thinks. More is required... how will she scheme...? 'Ah...' she thinks, 'the attention DANCE!' Slowly, and with a certain joi de vivre, she begins...[INSERT ATTENTION DANCE HERE]...)
D: uh... huh. Um... do you want some attention...?
A: (breathless, attention dance ceases) Um... well... yes please.
D: Pfft... (head collapses in simultaneous frustration and delight)
A: Do you think I deserve a bath?
D: I will not answer in words, but in actions.
(Bath run, with candles... yum.)
(At rise: D & A approach the pizza shop 'Pizza, on Demand!'...)
D/A: We DEMAND PIZZA! (both struggle to smother fits of laughter...)
(The Pizza Man is deadpan. He either speaks little English, or is utterly unamused. If The Pizza Man does speak English, he is thinking two things at this outrageous display: 1. 'These two people are making fun of the name of my store.' 2. 'This is simply not funny.' If he does not speak English, he is probably thinking something along the lines of 'What?!')
Pizza Man: Yeah. So... what kind of pizza...?
D: (shoving several Caramel Hobb Nobbs in his mouth...) These cookies are terrible...
D: (mouth full) ... uh... yeth...