Faith is a woman in her 40s who has almost everything she desires… a
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(A lady in her 40s enters the café. She is wearing a stylish coat and handbag. She is also closing an umbrella).
Faith (To the old man): I wouldn’t normally come into a small café like this but… well, you know, “FAITH café”… It was like… calling out to me, ha!
(The old man just stares at her from behind the counter).
Faith: Well, I suppose I should order a coffee… A trim cappuccino, decafe… no sugar… extra hot, just like me, ha!... To have here.
(The old man gives a slight nod and begins making the coffee).
Faith: You know, I thought they would have demolished this old building… Maybe you could ask the Russians to drop a bomb on it, ha! Boom! Sorry!
(The old man looks surprised, then continues).
Faith: You must have got it for a bargain! I sell real estate… on the westside. You know what they say, “West is best!” Ha! You don’t care, do you?
(He stops and looks at her, then continues making the drink).
(She takes out her wallet from her handbag and takes out some cash. She also pulls out an old photo and stares at it briefly, before placing it back).
(She then puts the wallet back into her coat pocket. She walks across to the coat stand, takes her coat off and places it on the stand).
Faith: You’re not from around here, are you? (Looks around the surroundings) The colors are very… dated! Reminds me of something from East Europe… I was born there… but you don’t really care!
So what’s your story old man? You know, there’s two reasons why people come to live in New York… To get rich… Or, find someone special… And you look too old to be making your fortune, ha!
I’m a little of both, I guess… I’ve got a good job, and nice home, and loving husband… and a new tattoo, ha! But, I’m still searching for something… someone. Never mind, it happened long ago… Ha, I’m sure you don’t care!
(Her phone rings. It’s her husband).
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