Scene: Wild-haired kid with big eyes walking back and forth next to the phone. Note, the words in quotes appear over his head. Kid: "Happy Birthday, Miss --" ... uh ... er ... nah! "Why, hello there, Miss Jones, I ... " er -- er, no, that's not right. A friend enters, (two seconds of traffic sounds). Friend is bald, with BB eyes. Friend: Came right over, what's cooking? Kid: It's my teacher. It's her birthday and I want to call her up. I want to tell her something special. Friend: How about "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to You"-- Kid frowns: Nah, everybody says that! Friend: Welllll, how about "Roses are red, Violets are blue"-- Kid scrunches up his face in disgust at this. Kid: Nah, I wanna tell her something different! Something, I'll think of something! (begins to carefully dial. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.) Miss Jones answers, in a low, sensuous voice: Hello? Kid: "Happy birthday Miss Jones, you sure got nice--bones!" Kid winces, CLICK. Friend: Well, it was different all right.
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