A and B (slightly behind), both corporately dressed, race  balancing eggs in spoons.

B

I am way outta shape.

A

Can’t let that happen.

B

Still, it shouldn’t be this hard.

A

Wouldn’t be worth it if it were easy.

B

You make it look easy.

A

Thank you.

B

Would you mind telling me your secret?

A

No secret.  That’s the secret.

B

Wow.

A

You’re not doing so badly.

B

Yeah, but compared to you...

A

I’m just a little way ahead.

B

I had the lead before.  I didn’t even see you coming.

A

Snuck up on you.

B

I started out too strong.

A

Over-confident.

B

Didn’t train enough, though.  Didn’t do the prep work.

A

That’ll do it.

B

Thought I could just coast on through.

A

No gains without pains.

B

Ain’t that the truth.  Okay, I’m gonna stop talking and get focused here.

A

Good idea.

(They continue to race.  A maintains lead.)

B

It’s not fair.

A

What’s not fair?

B

Look, drop your fucking egg or something, will you?

A

You’d like that, wouldn’t you.

B

Hey, what’s that on your shoe?

A

Not gonna make me look.

(A approaches the finish line.)

And the winner is...

(A crosses.  B stops.)

YES!

(A looks at B.)

B

Congratulations.

A

Aren’t you gonna finish?

B

What’s the point.

(B lets egg drop -- it’s raw -- and skulks back the way they came.

A shucks egg.  It’s hard boiled.  A eats it in one bite.

LIGHTS OUT.)