After breaking up with Cassandra at the top of the scene Gordon is
Mid morning. Gordan is at his computer, his head rests on the desk as he sleeps.
A single spot illuminates center stage as Will comes out to speak.
(Trumpets sound – optional)
Come gather groundlings at my behest,
To hear a tale of love’s lost quest,
Good poet Gordon doth yonder rest,
To welcome soon a distant guest.
(exit Bard as phone on Gordon’s desk starts ringing and lights come up)
(answers the phone groggily)
Hello…oh, hi sis….no I was working
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