Earth, Wind, and Fire

Clover looks at the camera.

Clover:

“What’s going on here? Who are you people?”

Tommy straightens up quick.

Tommy:

“Hello there. We’re shooting a documentary about the countryside of Brit-Wales.”

Clover blinks. She looks on at the camera crew.

Clover:

“Oh?”

Tommy:

“Yeah. What can you tell us about this town?”

Clover smoothes out her skirt.

Clover:

“Well… It’s always quiet and easy-going here.”

Back at the Sunny Plum Café

The old biddies still sit at the table. Clyde smoked her cigarette over her tea.

“Nice lad, eh?” she asked. Pauline looked over at her.

“What are you talking about?” she asked. Clyde stretched her neck around a bit.

“’Hat guy with ‘he camera,” she said. “’Im.”

SMACK! “Ow!” Clyde whined as she rubbed the back of her head.

“Speak properly for pete sakes!” Pauline complained. “How old are you again?” Clyde stuck out her tongue at her.

“Never!” she snapped.

SMACK!

Back Outside

Clover:

“We all work and live in this town.”

In Clover’s Home

Liz groaned as she laid on the couch. She looked towards the kitchen as William was getting some tea. His older niece groaned aloud again. William didn’t look up.

“What is it?” he asked. Liz sighed aloud.

“I’m hungry,” she complained.

“Have a biscuit,” he replied.

“I want real food!”

“Well, we can’t have any until Clover gets back with the groceries.”

“When will that be?”

“In a couple of hours.”

Liz dropped her head on the couch as she groaned again. Her uncle smirked to himself.

“Want to go clean your room while you wait?” he asked. Liz lifted her head.

“Huh?” she asked.

“You look so bored,” he said.

“But I’ m not,” she said.

“You sure about it?” William asked. Liz quickly sat up from the couch.

“Yeah!” she said. “In fact, I’m going to go to my room and wait for Clover to come back.” She got up and walked down the hall to her room. William smiled to himself as he filled the pot with water.

Knew that you would, he thought. He put the kettle on the stove and turned it on.

Back Outside

Clover:

“We try to help out our neighbor when we are in need.”

Back at the Sunny Plum Café.

Annie glared over at Tucker. Her husband frowned at her.

“What is it now?” he asked.

“I can’t believe you let in those people!” she snapped.

“What was I supposed to do?” he asked with a shrug. “They just walked in filming.”

“Did they have a permit to film here?” she asked as she wiped down the counter.

“How should I know?” he asked.

“Well, people have to have permission to film inside a business before they do it,” Annie pointed out with her sharp tongue. “They just can’t walk in and start shooting, you know?” She set down her rag.

“We could’ve had some free advertisement if they had called for permission first,” she said. Tucker rolled his eyes.

“That’s what we had until you chased them off,” he mumbled under his breath. Annie turned a cold glance at him.

“What was that?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Tucker lied. “Nothing, dear.” Annie glared at him still.

“I thought so,” she hissed. The four old biddies kept their heads down the whole time. They have learned to stay out of their arguments too well by this point.

Back Outside

Tommy:

Is there anything else you want to include about Brit-Wales?

Clover thinks about that for a moment before giving more about her closing thoughts.

Clover:

“All I can say is that we are just like every other town in the countryside. Maybe a little more lively, but we are all good people at heart when the day is over.”

Clover walks away to the market down the street. The camera turns back to Tommy.

Tommy:

“Well then, there you have it. Good foods and lively people in one day through this town. And that’s just the morning! I’ll have to say more through the rest of the day! Stick around lads and lasses.”

Back at the Sunny Plum Café

Muriel looked over at her friends. “When is that documentary going to be on TV?” she asked.

“No idea,” Pauline answered.

“I don’t know,” Lewis replied. “I don’t watch TV. Too busy on the farm.” Clyde shrugged as she shook her head. Muriel sat back and pressed her lips together.

“Okay…” she mumbled.

“Oi! How long are you lot going to loiter there?” Annie shouted from behind the counter.

“Not long!” the four friends said in a chorus. Annie only looked at them with an icy glare. She can be so scary ninety-nine point nine percent of the time.

We are All Just Ordinary People

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