The scene: Outside an Indonesian Restaurant in Randwick
Players: St Mary, ND, Mush (myself), Old Con lady
Mush, ND, St Mary: Blah blah blah.. weather.. pancakes... randomised small talk
Old Con Lady: (rolls up in walker, is wizened and hunched and about a hundred years old): bus money... bus money.. please bus money (holds out coin purse)
Mush, ND, St Mary all look at each other and start patting out pockets for change.
St Mary: I have nothing
Mush: I'm out
ND: I have some money (passes her two dollars)
Old Con lady: (receives the money, looks up, looks down, looks up, looks down) .... two fifty?
ND: (patiently) you have two fifty. There's fifty cents in your coin purse.
Old Con lady: Oh. No? (Visibly deflates. Stands there deflated.)
(The restaurant door opens and a waiter comes out with a big bag of takeway and hangs it on the handle of her walker)
Waiter: Here's your takeaway! (whistles, strolling back inside)
Mush, St Mary and ND: (eye her as they realise they've been conned by a master and that that fifty cents isn't going to be so forthcoming)
Old Con Lady: (surreptiously wheels away to enjoy her food and free transport home)
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