Class Trip

Yes, yes, you Oliver and my husband, Lee eeeee?both alike, can?t you two talk about sports or something, –everyone else in this city does?

Oliver [acting dumb with a few waves of his head, bobbing back and forth, with the sway of his shoulders, his voice a little shaken]. It just happens to be, your husband doesn?t know a thing about baseball, football, hockey. Not sure what sport he knows.

Lee [rising through his defeat, and defense, sort of]. I?m keen on boxing and karate.

Oliver. Now boxing I can deal with, but this karate thing, what is that, it seems more similar to a chicken fight?I mean, cockfight [a pause, Rosario looking at Oliver].

Rosario. Don?t go there, –Oliver, you like baseball, he likes karate, I like reading, and life goes on.

Oliver. Reading is not a sport.

Rosario. Now you?re on me, I can?t believe this. Where is that taxi, I hope it comes and saves us all.

The taxi just arrives on time; everyone now is saying their goodbyes.
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