An illustration of a bowl of gruel.

MOOOORE?

[ORPHANAGE EATING AREA. COLD, STERILE, NO LOVE HERE. OLIVER TWIST TIMIDLY WALKS UP TO A BIG, FAT, GRUMPY OLD MAN AT THE END OF THE ROOM STANDING OVER A BIG POT OF GRUEL.]

OLIVER TWIST [HOLDING OUT HIS EMPTY BOWL]: Please sir, can I have some more?

CHEF [BOOMING VOICE]: MOOOORE?

OLIVER TWIST: Nah, seriously though.

[THE CHEF LOOKS OLIVER TWIST UP AND DOWN AGAIN.]

CHEF: Alright then.

[THE CHEF LADLES OUT ANOTHER PORTION OF GRUEL INTO OLIVER TWIST’S BOWL.]

THE END.

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