Mimi and Iffy are sitting on the couch watching TV.
During a commercial, Iffy says: It happens to us all, Mimi. We get older and become invisible. Society no longer cares who we are or what we think. TV shows are made for the “key 18-54 demo” or whatever. Nobody cares what we like. We’re invisible.
Mimi rolls her eyes.
The next day, late afternoon.
Iffy comes into the house with his electric guitar and amplifier.
Mimi is upset. She says: Where have you been all afternoon? You didn’t answer my calls.
Iffy grins and says: I’m sorry. I was in town, giving a street concert. And, man, it felt great! I was visible!
Mimi and Iffy are face to face.
Iffy says: Then a cop told me to leave. Said I was disturbing the peace.
Mimi is appalled. She says: You’re lucky he didn’t arrest you.
Iffy is defiant. He says: No! I wanted him to!
Closeup of Mimi looking into the camera. Iffy is behind her.
With a smile and raised eyebrows, he holds up a hand and says: He should have cuffed me and hauled me off to jail. Can you picture it? Then I would have really been visible!
Mimi’s jaw drops and her eyebrows go up. She says: Yeah. To your cellmates!
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