Welcome to the 6th floor.
Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Frank, Billy and Scott.
Subject: Zombies Want Your Brain
Ann, Sara, Frank, Billy and Scott are walking out of the movie theater and headed home.
“That was an awesome movie. Best zombie movie I’ve seen all year.” Frank says.
“Makes me want a Twinkie.” Billy says.
“How about a Snowball?” Ann asks.
“I agree with Woody Harrelson. Don’t like the consistency of coconut.” Scott replies.
“The ending in the amusement park wasn’t so good. It was so stupid that they went in there, and then on the ride.” Sara says.
“I guess it might’ve been a little contrived, but it worked.” Ann says.
“It was neat how they plastered the zombie rules actually into the movie as things happened. Gave it a video game feel.” Frank observes.
“The narrator aspect of it left no doubt that it was meant to be comedic.” Billy comments. “That was nice.”
“It wasn’t a movie where everyone was frantically trying to find a ’safe’ area, or find a cure. It was just about life moving on really.” Sara says.
“It didn’t try to raise any difficult issues like repopulating the earth, or running out of gas, or wondering what they would eat.” Ann says.
“I don’t think he was trying hard enough to find the Twinkie. They’re in like every store!” Scott exclaims.
“They were so stupid for letting those girls con them over and over again.” Frank observes.
“Emma Stone is hot. I’d let her con me too.” Scott notes.
“Hang on guys.” Billy says, entering a deli.
“Where’s he going?” Sara asks.
“Where do you think?” Frank says.
“Twinkies, of course.” Ann says rolling her eyes. “Oh well, hope he gets enough for all of us.”
Welcome to the 6th floor.
Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Frank
Subject: Leave the Apartment!
Sara is sitting on the couch, in her pajamas, with a big mug of coffee watching tv when Ann gets home. Frank is in the kitchen warming up leftover quesadillas from dinner last night.
“Sara..still in pjs? Have you left the apartment at all this week?” Ann asks.
“Umm..” Sara thinks. “I think I took out the garbage on Tuesday.”
“So out of the apartment for two minutes, but haven’t seen the light of day?” Ann comments.
“Outside!” Frank scoffs, “Who needs it.”
“I guess no interviews this week?” Ann asks.
“Actually, I talked to a recruiter yesterday. I may have one early next week.” Sara responds.
“So you might actually get out into the world next week.” Ann says.
“Since we’re going to go see Zombieland tomorrow night, I assume she’d make it outside this weekend.” Frank comments.
“If she still remembers how to get dressed anyway.” Ann says.
Sara sticks out her tongue at Ann.
“I don’t think they have a dress code at the theater. They’d probably let her in like that.” Frank says.
“I hope she’s showered at least. Otherwise you’re sitting next to her.” Ann says.
“I showered!” Sara says.
“It’s alright.” Frank says, ignore Sara. “We’ll put her next to Billy. He won’t smell her over the popcorn that he seems to get at every movie.”
“I don’t smell!” Sara says.
“Good idea. Unless we put Sara in the middle and have her hold the popcorn. Mask her odor.” Ann theorizes, ignoring Sara.
“Oh fine, I’ll shower.” Sara concedes, handing her coffee mug to Ann and heading to the shower.
“Well, that was pretty easy.” Ann says, dumping the coffee down the drain.
Frank gasps. “You dumped her coffee? She’ll kill you!”
“Eh. She drinks too much coffee anyway. It’s good for her to cut back.” Ann says.
Frank chuckles, “It’s your life.”