(The READER opens the bag and recoils.)

READER: Pooh! That stinks! (The READER empties the contents of the bag; THE BOSS' dirty laundry, onto THE BOSS' desk and exits through the side door, passing JANICE on her way in. JANICE is clutching a large tub of ice cream.)

THE BOSS: (to JANICE) Catch a habit and you'll rabbit! Czech! (Exits.)

JANICE: (Plaintively, to herself) Sometimes I feel like I'm just a bit-player in the great play of life!

(Curtain.)