(Lights dim)
(Curtains rise)
Two men sit at the table one with coffee both with newspapers.
(Left man shuffles his paper and looks at his companion)
???: You know Bill, the other day my daughter found an 8 toed cat outside.
(Right man puts his coffee down but continues to read as he responds)
Bill: Really Tom, poor thing I wonder what happened to it?
Tom: Yeah I feel you, Bill, she taking care of it now, even got to name him.
Bill: Really, what did she name him
Tom: Oct-toe-pus(Patented joke by author)

Bill and tom look at each other quietly
Both men put their papers down and stare at the audience.

(Deafening Silence)
(Lights dim abruptly and curtains fall)