Book of Baby Names

(Arrive, dismount, lock up)

Pedestrian: Stephen? No. (laughs) Everybody's gotta look like someone

You: She says my name. I say, "Julia." (knock) She understands? (enter) I say, "Sorry, Stacy." I say, "Just kidding, Tina." I say, "Alright, Margaret." (wind through party) I say, "Come on, Wendy." (aside) How long can I go without saying her name? How long before I run out?

Tolling: DOORS CLOSING. (doors, closing) DOORS CLOSING

You: She doesn't know how recently I've been reading a book of baby names

Law enforcement officer: Report any suspicious persons or unusual activity to your nearest law enforcement officer

You: Heather. Joan. Elizabeth. Sarah

Law enforcement officer: Thank you

You: Amber, Rita, Brianna, Penelope, Sally. Mindy, Ann. Lindsey, Nicole. Andrea. Hope, Gretchen, Shauna, Trisha, Tracy, Allison, Veronica, Annie, Constance, Melissa, Pearl, Jackie, Joanna, Emma, Martha, Janie, Natalie, Judy, Robin, Sheryl, Candice, Kim, Jilly, Emily, Susan, Janis, Janet, Jenny, Jen, Mary, Roberta, Amethyst, Crystal, Erin, Carrie, Tina, Lorah, Lauren, Laurie, Rebecca, Nancy, Hannah, Lorelei, Elenore, Helen, Molly, Kate, Heather, Joan, Elizabeth, Sarah, Agnes, Kelly, Chloe, Britney, Christina, Mandy, Jessica, Ashley, Amy, Ami, Aimee...

Thax: THE PROUD STALACTITES ARE NOT AN INSPIRATION FOR A FUTURE GHOST, WHO DOESN'T NEED A SHELTER, SINCE THE RAINDROP OF ANY NEARBY UNION OF MISFIT ELECTRONS WILL DO. IN FACT, IT'S THE MOLTING GHOST SHEDDING ITS SKIN LIKE DAMP PAPER TOWELS THAT NEEDS BEING SHELTERED FROM